Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Laugh And Walk Away Composer(s): Art LaMonica - Robert Racioppo Performer(s): Shirts
I haven't found the formula to measure my distress The tick-tock of my heart-clock tells my mind I'm so depressed I searched behind the mirrors and I broke down all the walls Is it something rare or new or is it something old? Is it something old? My job it takes me everywhere but I ain't seen a thing At eighty miles an hour rolling hills all seem the same I've searched the mountains and the streams but I can't find a clue Is it something old or worn or is it something new? I go where I go (I go where I go) I go where I go, I don't know Such a silent world and an empty road Behind that world is a pot of gold... I woke up from a deep deep sleep and out the door I went I didn't bother to turn back, my feet were sore and red I searched behind the mirrors and I broke down all the walls Is it something revenue or is it something new? I go where I go (I go where I go) I go where I go, I don't know Such a silent world and an empty road I go where I go (I go where I go) I go where I go, I don't know Such a silent world and an empty road Behind that world is a pot of gold... I'm sick of greedy people who just want a piece of me They're all so clever and so bright and modern to the T You smell them from a mile away but I don't really care When it comes down to the facts I laugh and walk away (laugh and walk away)
Behind Closed Doors Danish Title: Bag En Lukket Dør Composer(s): Kenny O'Dell Originally performed by: Charlie Rich Covered by various other artists
My baby makes me proud, Lord don't she make me proud She never makes a scene by hanging all over me in a crowd 'Cause people like to talk, Lord, how they love to talk But when they turn out the lights, I know she'll be leaving with me
And when we get behind closed doors Then she lets her hair hang down And she makes me glad I'm a man Oh no one knows what goes on behind closed doors My, behind closed doors
My baby makes me smile, Lord don't she make me smile She's never too far away or too tired to say "I want you" She's always a lady, just like a lady should be But when they turn out the lights, she's still a baby to me
And when we get behind closed doors Then she lets her hair hang down And she makes me glad I'm a man Oh no one knows what goes on behind closed doors My, behind closed doors
Laugh And Be Happy Composer(s): Lee Penny Performer(s): "Sheriff" John Rovick
Come on now Laugh and be happy and the world will laugh with you When people see you smiling they can't help smiling too When you look out the window to a dark and gloomy day Break out a smile and in a while the gloom will go away So laugh and be happy with a merry melody A song will make a hat rack look like a Christmas tree Get rid of worry in a hurry, chase the blues away Just laugh and be happy all the live.... long..... day..
L'attente Composer(s): Françoise Hardy - G. Kawcsyski Performer(s): Françoise Hardy
Lui, il voudrait croire qu'il est libre il ferme la porte et s'en va sans me dire s'il reviendra et voilà moi, je vais faire un tour en ville je rentre dans un cinéma et après je ne sais pas ça dépend des fois quelquefois je me promène j'attends, je traîne ou je retourne chez moi lui, il croit qu'aimer une fille c'est parfois comme être en prison et pour mieux voir l'horizon il s'en va moi, je n'me sens pas très utile en face de la télévision toute seule à la maison je ne tourne pas rond quelquefois je change les draps j'appelle untel et lui dis viens chez moi
This is a song without a verse and just to make matters worse
After I composed this melody, not a single rhyme would come to me That is why I have to call it The Beguine Without A Name I wrote Senorita, youre divine Beautiful woo cha cha, please be mine But I couldnt find another line For the beguine without a name
Then I wrote about a honeymoon Even thought of spoon and croon and June Had so many ifs and ands and buts I got up and yelled Im going nuts! There is just another line or two And beguine without a name is through All you have to sing is toodle-oo And end it I love you
Once I said that gay fiesta time And Brazilian moonlight is sublime But I couldnt find another line For the beguine without a name Then I thought fiesta in Brazil Sounded good with palm trees on a hill But I had another line to fill For the beguine without a name
So it makes no difference how you speak English, French, Brazilian, Dutch or Greek All you have to sing is toodle-oo And end it I love you
This was a song without a verse but now weve made the matter worse
Le Cadavre Exquis Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Si l'on jouait au jeu du cadavre exquis Histoire d'nous passer un peu notre ennui Tu écris un mot n'importe quoi Et moi j'en inscris un autre après toi La petite mouche à merde A mis des bouchées doubles Y a des coups d'pied qui s'perdent Dans les roubles Oui c'est ça le jeu du cadavre exquis Nous allons y jouer toute la nuit Emmanuelle aime les caresses Buccales et manuelles Remue un peu tes fesses Me dit-elle Moi j'préfère jouer au jeu du cadavre exquis Que de l'enfiler toute la nuit L'humour noir vient d'Afrique Exemple Amin DiDi Je bande magnétique Pour lui Si l'on jouait au jeu du cadavre exquis Histoire d'nous passer un peu notre ennui
L'Atlantique Composer(s): Michel Sardou - Pierre Delanoë - Jacques Revaux - Roger Loubet Performer(s): Michel Sardou
Il est midi à Paris et toi tu dors encore À Cold Canyon Water L.A. Il est midi à L.A. et toi tu entres en scène Sur les bords de la Seine Paris
Nous vivons des deux côtés d'un monde À dix heures d'écart entre hier et demain 2 degrés 20 minutes et 14 secondes C'est l'histoire du premier méridien
Il est midi à Paris et pour toi c'est l'aurore Là-haut à Berverly L.A. Je t'imagine endormi et si tu l'aimes encore Est-ce que tu m'aimes un peu aussi
Il fait noir boul'vard du crépuscule Il y a des orages même au paradis Mais si l'on décidait d'accorder nos pendules D'aller du zéro à l'infini
L'Atlantique au milieu Et chacun sur sa rive L'Atlantique au milieu Un coup d'aile et j'arrive
Les oiseaux de l'Occident Nous verrons passer au jour levant Dans une machine Qui court plus vite que le vent Attends avant de te réveiller attends Que je t'embrasse Que je te dise bonjour Avant de faire la traversée Juste pour passer Par dessus le temps Et pour effacer les océans
L'Atlantique au milieu De nos lointains rivages L'Atlantique au milieu De nous deux c'est dommage
Il est midi à Paris et mon avion taxi Vient juste de quitter le sol Il fait soleil à L.A. prends pas ton parapluie Je t'attends sous mon parasol Il est midi à Paris et nous on dort encore À Cold Canyon Water L.A. Autour de nous c'est la nuit mais si tu m'aimes aussi Je me fous bien de l'heure qu'il est Il est midi à Paris et nous on dort encore À Cold Canyon Water L.A. Autour de nous c'est la nuit mais si tu m'aimes aussi Je me fous bien de l'heure qu'il est ...
Beginnings Composer(s): Robert Lamm Originally performed by: Chicago
When I'm with you
it doesn't matter where we are, or what we're doing I'm with you, that's all that matters Time passes much too quickly when we're together laughing I wish I could sing it to you, oh no, I wish I could sing it to you Mostly I'm silent Never think of the right words to say
When I kiss you, I feel a thousand different feelings The color of chills all over my body And when I feel them, I quickly try to decide which one I should try to put into words, oh no, try to put into words Mostly I'm silent Silent
Only the beginning of what I want to feel forever Only the beginning, only just the start I've got to get you into my life mama, got to get you next to me Only the beginning, only just the start Only the beginning, only the beginning, only the beginning, only the beginning
Sangue caldo frofumo da ballo medaglioni sotto la t-shirt marlon brando questioni di tango mette in vendita il tuo sex appeal ogni notte cambi faccia cambi stile cambi parole Latin Lover Latin Lover Sigarette fumate di fretta gli occhi frugano nei decoltes vedi Ornella Muta muta che si cuce la bocca per te mentre tu stai cambiando macchina cambiando motore Latin Lover Latin Lover Latin Lover Stai con le tue foto stai con i tuoi trucchi stai sull'orlo della notte stai coi tuoi disegni stai con le tue storie storte sull'orlo della notte "bella bimba bella bimba non restare cosi' sola al sole latin lover bere forte mischiare le carte per vedere quello che non c'e' fai l'amore allo specchio di notte col suo neglige' ogni volta cambi stile cambi dieta cambi emozione Latin Lover Latin Lover jenny e' fuori di testa stasera non capisce perche' sei cosi' beve birra non parla di guerra vuole il feeling subito mentre tu non hai voglia ha voglia piu' di questa canzone Latin Lover Latin Lover Latin Lover Latin Lover Stai con le tue foto stai con i tuoi trucchi stai sull'orlo della notte stai coi tuoi disegni stai con le tue storie storte sull'orlo della notte bella bimba bella bimba non restare cosi' sola al sole latin lover ... latin lover stai con le tue foto stai
Beginning To See The Light Composer(s): Lou Reed Performer(s): The Velvet Underground; Bettie Serveert; Lou Reed; Scenics
Well Im beginning to see the light Well Im beginning to see the light Some people work very hard But still they never get it right Well Im beginning to see the light Well Im beginning to see the light Now Im beginning to see the light
Wine in the morning And some breakfast at night Well Im beginning to see the light Here we go again Playing the fool again Here we go again Acting hard again Well Im beginning to see the light Well Im beginning to see the light Now Im beginning to see the light
Well Im beginning to see the light Im beginning to see the light I wore my teeth in my hands So I could mess the hair of the night Well Im beginning to see the light Hey Im beginning to see the light I met myself in a dream And I just wanna tell you - everything was alright Im beginning to see the light Here comes two of you Which one will you chose? One is black, one is blue Dont look just what to do Well Im beginning to see the light Well Im beginning to see the light Now Im beginning to see the light
Well Im beginning to see the light Well Im beginning to see the light Some people work very hard But still they never get it right Well Im beginning to see the light There are problems in these times But none of them are mine Baby, Im beginning to see the light Here we go again I thought that you were my friend Here we go again I thought that you were my friend How does it feel to be loved? How does it feel to be loved?
Lather Composer(s): Grace Slick Performer(s): Jefferson Airplane and multiple other artists
Lather was thirty years old today They took away all of his toys His mother sent newspaper clippings to him About his old friends who'd stopped being boys There was Harwitz E. Green, just turned thirty-three His leather chair waits at the bank And Seargent Dow Jones, twenty-seven years old Commanding his very own tank But Lather still finds it a nice thing to do To lie about nude in the sand Drawing pictures of mountains that look like bumps And thrashing the air with his hands
But wait, oh Lather's productive you know He produces the finest of sound Putting drumsticks on either side of his nose Snorting the best licks in town But that's all over...
Lather was thirty years old today And Lather came foam from his tongue He looked at me eyes wide and plainly said Is it true that I'm no longer young? And the children call him famous And the old men call him insane And sometimes he's so nameless That he hardly knows which game to play... Which words to say... And I should have told him, "No, you're not old" And I should have let him go on...smiling...babywide
Beginner's Luck Composer(s): Jim Shaw Performer(s): Susan Raye
It must have been beginner's luck with me
I found myself a horseshoe And I hung it on the door I found myself a four leaf clover And I looked around for more
I bought up every lucky charm They carried in the store I was desperate as a Girl in love can be
When walking on a sidewalk I never stepped on cracks I avoided every kitty cat That looked like it was black
I collected lucky pennies And piled up quite a stack And sure enough, He fell in love with me
Beginner's luck, it really had to be The first time I fell in love And he fell in love with me It happens in the story books And I've seen it on TV But it must have been Beginner's luck with me
I found a turkey wishbone And I broke it right in two I had a gypsy fortune teller Tell me all she knew
Tossed pennies in a wishing well To make my dream come true I was desperate as a Girl in love can be
I found myself a rabbit's foot And carried it around I knocked, and knocked, and knocked On every piece of wood I found
When I saw a ladder I was sure to walk around And just like that He fell in love with me
Beginner's luck, it really had to be The first time I fell in love And he fell in love with me It happens in the story books And I've seen it on TV But it must have been Beginner's luck with me
Late November Composer(s): David Surkamp - Pavlov's Dog - Steve Scorfina Performer(s): Pavlov's Dog; Steve Scorfina
Oh, she wants, she wants it badly And I, I can't believe all she said Because she's cool, yeah she's cool She's just like lightening Take her home, keep her warm in late November
I can't say why she's so strange now Why did I always believe all she said She's came down, held me close Came down from night skies Take her home, keep her warm in late November
She just goes to show you never know What's in your heart, what's in your soul She just goes to show you never know What's in your heart, what's in your soul
She's home now, but far away she flies But she don't know how she came Or how she leaves 'Cause she's cool, yeah she's cool She's just like lightening Take her home, keep her warm in late November
She just goes to show you never know What's in your heart, what's in your soul (Repeat to end)
Begin The Beguine Composer(s): Cole Porter Performer(s): Frank Sinatra and various other artists
When they begin the beguine It brings back the sound of music so tender It brings back a night of tropical splendour It brings back a memory evergreen
Im with you once more under the stars And down by the shore an orchestras playing And even the palms seem to be swaying When they begin the beguine
To live it again is past all endeavour Except when that tune clutches my heart And there we are, swearing to love forever And promising never, never to part
What moments divine, what rapture serene Till clouds came along to disperse the joys we had tasted And now when I hear people curse the chance that was wasted I know but too well what they mean
So dont let them begin the beguine Let the love that was once a fire remain an ember Let it sleep like the dead desire I only remember When they begin the beguine
Oh yes, let them begin the beguine, make them play Till the stars that were there before return above you Till you whisper to me once more "Darling, I love you!" And we suddenly know, what heaven were in When they begin the beguine
Late Night Grande Hotel Composer(s): Nanci Griffith Performer(s): Nanci Griffith; The Kennedys
I'm working on a morning flight to anywhere but here I'm watching this evening fire burn away my tears All my life I've left my troubles by the door Leavin' is all I've ever known before
It's not the way you hold me when the sun goes down It's not the way you call my name that left me stranded on the ground It's not the way you say you hear my heart when the music ends I am just learning how to fly away again
And maybe you were thinkin' that you thought you knew me well But, no one ever knows the heart of anyone else I feel like Garbo in this late night grande hotel Cause living alone is all I've ever done well
It's not the way you hold me when the sun goes down It's not the way you call my name that left me stranded on the ground It's not the way you say you hear my heart when the music ends I am just learning how to fly away again
It's not the way you hold me when the sun goes down It's not the way you call my name that left me stranded on the ground It's not the way you say you hear my heart when the music ends I am just learning how to fly away again
Beggin' French Title: Reste Composer(s): Piergiorgio Farina; Bob Gaudio Originally performed by: Frankie Valli & the Four Seasons Covered by various other artists
Ooh, put your lovin' hand out baby I'm beggin'.........
Beggin', put your lovin' hand out baby Beggin' you, put your lovin' hand out baby
Ridin' high, when I was king Played it hard and fast cos' I had everything You walked away, won me then But easy come and easy go and it would end
I'm beggin' you, won't you put your hand out baby I'm beggin' you, put your lovin' hand out baby
I need you to understand That I tried so hard to be your man The kinda man you want in the end Only then can I begin to live again An empty shell / used-to-be / shadow of my life Is hangin' over me Broken man, without a throne Won't even stand the devil's dance to win my soul
I'm beggin' you, put your lovin' hand out baby Beggin' you, put your lovin' hand out baby
I'm fightin' hard to hold my own But I just can't make it on my own I'm holdin' on, I can't fall back Now that big brass ring is a shade of black
I'm beggin' you, put your lovin hand out baby Beggin' you, put your lovin' hand out baby
Beggar's Game Composer(s): Dan Fogelberg Performer(s): Dan Fogelberg
I saw her first in a beggar's game Her eyes were wild but her laugh was tame Those people knew her by another name I knew that she'd be mine I knew that she'd be mine
She took me in on a winter's night The air was brittle and the moon was bright My heart was heavy but her touch was light Deep in the dance we wandered Deep in my heart she fell
The candles glistened and the water gleamed She drew a bath and the windows steamed She looked like every woman ever dreamed In the heart of a lonely man In the heart of a lonely man
She took my blindness and she led me through As night retreated and the daylight grew And with the first rays of the sun I knew Love had another captive Love had another fool
The spell is broken and the chains fall free Finally my heart has come home to me It seems I've waited an eternity
I saw her first in a beggar's game Her eyes were wild but her laugh was tame Those people knew her by another name I knew that she'd be mine I knew that she'd be mine
Lástima, Luis Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Agárrate que hay ruina pues nada, que la cosa está fatal El Tony está en la U.V.I. parece que está o punto de palmar Así como lo oyes te juro Por Pastora que es verdad Anoche estuvo a un paso de que le diera el pasmo mareándose un "breakdance" en el Pachá Estaba ya muy chunga la taquicardia, el miedo, Ridiey Scott y encima va el imbécil a echar el resto con una menor que está, además, no veas como en sus años mozos la Bardot... y pasa lo que pasa que el alma pide marcha y el palo no lo aguanta el corazón Lástima, Luis, porque esta noche no estará el Tony con todo la peña en casa de Eduardo para escuchar su disco doble "20 canciones de amor y un Poema desesperado desesperado, desesperado" Faltaba ver al Tony con un equipo médico habitual como aquel hombre, tronco con tubos por delante y por detrás las vueltas que da el mundo ay, si resucitara Carlos Marx y viera a los que cambian las masas por las nalgas según los malos rollos de la edad Iremos ahora a verle me esperan Charo, Edmundo y el Gasset que han vuelto de Segovia de verte una benéfica al Chenel las veces que le dije cuidado Tony con esa mujer... pero él ni puto caso y va por ahí matando tirándose a morir al volapié Lástima, Luis, porque esta noche...
