Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Lazy Summer Night Composer(s): Harold Spina Performer(s): The Four Preps
It's such a lazy summer night There's not a moving thing in sight It's all so quiet No riot Why even in the thicket Mr. Cricket's slowing down
It's such a lazy summer night And inspiration point is right For fancy dreamin' And schemin' To just relax and run away from town
Hey take a look at all those other cars They're parked here just like ours To count the stars above It seems we're not alone I guess I should have known Romance runs high The last two weeks in July
It's such a lazy summer night Tonight the fireflies will light The way for lovers For lovers like us To love
Benny The Bouncer Composer(s): Keith Emerson; Greg Lake; Peter Sinfield Performer(s): Emerson, Lake & Palmer
Benny was the bouncer at the Palais de Danse He'd slash your granny's face up given half a chance He'd sell you back the pieces, all for less than half a quid He thought he was the meanest Until he met with Savage Sid
Now Sidney was a greaser with some nasty roots He poured a pint of Guinness over Benny's boots Benny looked at Sidney Sidney stared right back in his eye Sidney chose a switchblade and Benny got a cold meat pie Oh! what a terrible sight Much to the people's delight One hell of a fight
Sidney grabbed a hatchet, buried it .... in Benny's head The people gasped as he bled The end of a Ted?
Well, they dragged him from the wreckage of the Palais in bits They tried to stick together all the bits that would fit But some of him was missing and "part of him" arrived too late So now he works for Jesus As the bouncer at St. Peter's Gate
Tu peux dés qu'on t'observe jouer les vamps sur le vieux port Chiper le rouge à lèvre de ta mère quand tu sors Bomber si l'on s'arrête ton petit chandail de laine Tu n'es pas encore prête d'égaler Sophia Loren Lazzarelle
Oh! Lazzarelle de mon cur tu voudrais faire du cinéma Tu ferais mieux d'élever tes surs et faire la soupe à ta mama On a raison d'appeler ainsi les mauvaises graines comme toi Mais prend bien garde un beau jour si ton pauvre père t'aperçois
Oh! Lazzarelle ça fera des étincelles Pan! pour ton rouge trop canaille Pan! pour ton chandail en bataille Ça va t'apprendre à vivre une bonne fois
Et puis pour que le compte y soit une autre pendant qu'il y est Pour ton copain qui vient parfois t'attendre au bas de l'escalier
Mais pour la mauvaise graine faut croire qu'il existe un Dieu Un grand metteur en scène fit séduit par tes beaux yeux Et sur les magasines ton petit air effronté Depuis ce jour voisine avec bien des célébrités Lazzarelle
Oh lazzarelle de mon cur tu es encore plus jolie Dans ta petite jupe à fleurs quand tu parais ce n'est qu'un cri Tous tes copains les samedis sont fiers de te voir sur l'écran Surtout depuis qu'ils ont appris combien tu aimes tes parents
Ah! Lazzarelle tu leur fais la vie belle Pour ton père un bateau de pèche Pour ta mère une jolie calèche Et pour tes quatre surs quatre coups de choix Et puis pour que le compte y soit pour ton copain de l'escalier Ton petit cur comme il se doit puisque l'on va vous marier Ce qui prouve que dans la vie Malgré les gars qui tournent autour Les lazzarelles d'Italie restent fidèles à leurs amours Lazzarelle, lazzarelle mia
Benny Bullfrog Composer(s): Chris Foreman; Lee Thompson Performer(s): Madness
So there I am polished heart throat in full puff I look the part my wad is packed to reimburse I've yet to re-rehearse many moons spent on lovelines lent from Long-legged pop-eyed fat-necked Benny Bullfrog
Final run-through polish up The flower of love's my buttercup. Moon in June for you I'll croon Just like pop-eyed fat-necked Benny Bullfrog
Mean piece of muscle I'm Melvin Toad I dice with death, across the road Hop aboard my lover's leap Fat-necked Quatermass Who needs a Benny Bullfrog
Here she comes (Keep a cool head) My legs numb (Keep a cool head) I can't run (Keep a cool head) High! My name's Hunky how d'you do I catch a fly in one swoop I catch a fly just for you That's if you do want me to But you're not hungry I know A sixth sense gave me a clue I know what else we can do (You creep!)
Long-legged pop-eyed fat-necked Benny Bullfrog
Wish I was Benny Bullfrog Cool as Benny Bullfrog What's the secret, Bullfrog
Lazzarella ((French Version: Lazzarelle (by Dalida)) Composer(s): Nadia Pazzaglia - Domenico Modugno Performer(s): Domenico Modugno and multiple other artists
Cu 'e libbre sott''o vraccio e 'a camicetta a fiore blu vuó' fá 'a signurenella 'nnanz'â scola pure tu... Te piglie 'a sigaretta quann''accatte pe' papá te miette giá 'o rrussetto comme vide 'e fá a mammá... Lazzarè!...
Ma Lazzarella comme si!? tu a me mme piace sempe 'e cchiù e vengo apposta pe' t''o ddí vicino â scola d''o Gesù... Tu invece mme rispunne: "Eggiá io devo retta proprio a te... Pe' me ll'ammore pó aspettá che n'aggi'a fá?...nun fa pe' me!..."
Ah, Lazzarella! ventata 'e primmavera... Quanno passe tutt''e mmatine giá te spiecchie dint''e vvetrine sulo nu cumplimento te fa avvampá... Ma Lazzarella comme si tu nun mme pienze proprio a me e ride pe' mm''o ffá capí ca perdo 'o tiempo appriess'a te!
Mo vène nu studente 'nnanz'â scola d''o Gesù te va sempe cchiù stretta 'a camicetta a fiore blu... te piglie quatto schiaffe tutt''e vvote ca papá te trova nu biglietto ca te scrive chillu llá... Lazzarè!...
Ma Lazzarella comme si ce si' caduta pure tu... Ll'ammore nun te fa mangiá te fa suffrí, te fa penzá... Na sera tu lle dice: "No" ma si nu vaso te vò dá faje segno 'e "sí", senza parlá...
Ah, Lazzarella 'o tiempo comme vola Mo te truove tutt''e mmatine chino 'e lacreme stu cuscino... Manco na cumpagnella te pò aiutá! Ma Lazzarella comme si'!? Te si' cagnata pure tu... e te pripare a di' stu "Sí" ma dint''a cchiesa d''o Gesù!
Bennie And The Jets Composer(s): Elton John; Bernie Taupin Performer(s): Elton John
Hey kids, shake it loose together The spotlight's hitting something That's been known to change the weather We'll kill the fatted calf tonight So stick around You're gonna hear electric music Solid walls of sound
Say, Candy and Ronnie, have you seen them yet But they're so spaced out, Bennie and the Jets Oh but they're weird and they're wonderful Oh Bennie she's really keen She's got electric boots a mohair suit You know I read it in a magazine Bennie and the Jets
Hey kids, plug into the faithless Maybe they're blinded But Bennie makes them ageless We shall survive, let us take ourselves along Where we fight our parents out in the streets To find who's right and who's wrong
Lazy Susan Composer(s): Laura Nyro Performer(s): Laura Nyro
Lazy flower, my, you've grown so tall I have lost and loved him, you have seen it all
Lazy Susan, lazy through hasn't got a think to do Oh, but to sit there and light up the hillside, sun-fried, black-eyed Sue
Lazy Susan, lazy through, all the hills in love with you Courted and cradled by Heaven and hillside, sun-fried black-eyed Sue, black-eyed Sue, black-eyed
Black-eyed Sue, how happy you must be Once, I too had someone loving me
Johnny, Johnny, warm and true that's how I remember you this morning, just as I found you: up there on the hillside with sun-fried, black-eyed lazy Susan, Susan
Benjamin Composer(s): Bobbie Gentry; Philemon Van Cauwenbergh Originally performed by: Bobbie Gentry Covered by: Louis Neefs; Helmut Lotti
Benjamin zei 'ik rijd naar ergens anders' Om er nog wat zon te kloppen Hier kan je 't niet verder schoppen Dan een baan waar je moe van wordt
Samen reden wij naar Knokke-Zoete Om er naar de zee te kijken Maar er waren teveel rijken En men kwam er al zon tekort
Nooit had ik een beter vriend als Benjamin Hij houdt van reizen Reizen zit er bij hem in van jongsaf aan En op die wijze Kwam ik hem toevallig tegen Ergens zowat halverwege En het feit dat ik ook wel eens wat wou zien Maakte mij tot vriend van Benjamin Maakte mij tot vriend van Benjamin
Wij dan maar naar Katelijne-Waver Om tomaten te gaan plukken Maar men moet zich daarbij bukken En dat doet ons gewoonlijk pijn
Dus halfweg tussen Gent en Dendermonde Bleven we gezellig hangen Want we lieten ons daar vangen Aan de zon in een liter wijn
Oh, nooit had ik een beter vriend als Benjamin Hij houdt van reizen Reizen zit er bij hem in van jongsaf aan En op die wijze Kwam ik hem toevallig tegen Ergens zowat halverwege En het feit dat ik ook wel eens wat wou zien Maakte mij tot vriend van Benjamin Maakte mij tot vriend van Benjamin
Toen zijn wij maar naar Mechelen gereden Om er zaken te beginnen Maar we mochten er niet binnen Want men kent ons daar nog van toen
Dan maar weer terug naar Knokke-Zoete Om er van de zon te dromen Maar ze hadden ons zien komen En men had er geen hulp vandien
Oh, nooit had ik een beter vriend als Benjamin Hij houdt van reizen Reizen zit er bij hem in van jongsaf aan En op die wijze Kwam ik hem toevallig tegen Ergens zowat halverwege En het feit dat ik ook wel eens wat wou zien Dat maakte mij tot vriend van Benjamin Dat maakte mij tot vriend van Benjamin Maakte mij tot vriend van Benjamin
Lazy River Composer(s): Sidney Arodin - Hoagy Carmichael First release by: Hoagy Carmichael - 1930 Covered by multiple other artists
I like lazy weather, I like lazy days Can't be blamed for having lazy ways Some old lazy river sleeps beside my door Whisp'ring to the sunlit shore
Up a lazy river by the old mill run Lazy river in the noon day sun Linger awhile in the shade of a tree Throw away your troubles Dream with me Up a lazy river where the robins song Wakes the mornin Well roll along May be blue skies bove Everyones in love Up a lazy river How happy well be Up a lazy river with me Up a lazy river by the old mill run That lazy lazy river in the noon day sun You can linger for awhile in the shade of a tree Throw away your troubles baby Dream a dream of me Up a lazy river where the robins song Wakes a brand new mornin Where we can roll along There may be blue skies up above But as long as were in love Yeah well be up a lazy river How happy we could be Up a lazy river with me Oh that half way mark yeah Up a lazy river where that robins song Awakes a brand new mornin We can roll along There are blue skies up above And as long as were in love Well be up a lazy river Up a crazy lazy river Up a lazy river I aint goin your way get out of my way Up a lazy river with me
Beneden Alle Peil English & French Titles: Not Up To Scratch; J'aime Pas Ça Chez Toi Originally performed by: Boudewijn de Groot Covered by various other artists
Jouw armen liefste zijn niet om te slaan Je moet je handen niet tot vuisten maken Je ogen hoeven niet zo hard te staan Ontspan die harde lijnen om je kaken Je lichaam lief is zacht om aan te raken Maar jij denkt enkel aan je eigen heil Jij denkt alleen maar aan je eigen zaken En dat is toch beneden alle peil
Bekijk jezelf en lach, je zachte arm Is voor mijn hoofd gemaakt om op te rusten Je borst als veilig kussen houdt me warm Maar warmer zijn je lippen die me kusten Zo wekte je één voor één mijn andere lusten Maar jij dacht aan een ander onderwijl Waarmee je zonder moeite je geweten suste En dat is toch beneden alle peil
Mijn liefde was de inzet voor jouw spel Door mij liet jij je ijdelheid graag strelen Je wilde niet, dan wilde je weer wel Ik was verblind, ik liet maar met me spelen Je liet je zo maar door een ander stelen En mijn geluk ging zo maar voor de bijl Maar mijn verdriet kon jou niet zoveel schelen En dat was toch beneden alle peil
Prinsheerlijk lig je in een anders bed En maakt hem met je lichaam dwaas en dronken Wat in geen enkel opzicht jou belet Achter zijn rug om weer naar mij te lonken Bedriegen ligt nu eenmaal in jouw stijl Je hebt je in 't geheim aan mij geschonken Maar het is toch wel beneden alle peil
Lazy Mary ((Italian Version: Luna Mezzo Mare (by Dean Martin)) Composer(s): Pablo Citorello - Lou Monte Performer(s): Lou Monte and multiple other artists
Lazy Mary you better get up She answered back I am not able Lazy Mary you better get up We need the sheets for the table Lazy Mary you smoke in bed There's only one man you should marry My advice to you would be Is to pay attention to me Youd better marry a fireman He'll come and go, go and come
Sempe la pompa mane tene Se ce 'ncappa la fantasia Te pomperia figghiuzza mia Là lariulà pesce fritt'e baccalà Uei cumpà 'na pompina c'eggi'accattà 0 cummà ca me voglio marità Trovame 'na uagliotta Ca me voglio marità Trovame 'na uagliotta Ca me voglio marità Trovame 'na uagliotta Ca me voglio marità Hey!
Beneath, Between & Behind Composer(s): Alex Lifeson; Neil Peart Performer(s): Rush; String Quartet
Ten score years ago, defeat the kingly foe A wondrous dream came into being Tame the trackless waste, no virgin land left chaste All shining eyes, but never seeing
[Chorus:] Beneath the noble bird Between the proudest words Behind the beauty, cracks appear Once with heads held high They sang out to the sky Why do their shadows bow in fear?
Watch the cities rise Another ship arrives Earth's melting pot and ever growing Fantastic dreams come true Inventing something new The greatest minds, and never knowing
[Chorus]
The guns replace the plow, facades are tarnished now The principles have been betrayed The dreams's gone stale, but still, let hope prevail History's debt won't be repaid
Luna Mezzo Mare ((English Version: Lazy Mary (by Lou Monte)) Composer(s): Pablo Citorello - Lou Monte Performer(s): Dean Martin and multiple other artists
C'è 'na luna mezz'u mare Mamma mia m'a maritare Figlia mia a cu te dare Mamma mia pensace tu Se te piglio lu pesciaiole Isse vai isse vene Sempe lu pesce mane tene Se ce 'ncappa la fantasia Te pesculia figghiuzza mia Là lariulà pesce fritt'e baccalà Uei cumpà no calamare c'eggi'accattà
C'è 'na luna mezz'u mare Mamma mia m'a maritare Figlia mia a cu te dare Mamma mia pensace tu Se te piglio lu pulezia Isse vai isse vene Semp'a scuppetta mane tene Se ce 'ncappa la fantasia Te scuppettea figghiuzza mia Là lariulà pesce fritt'e baccalà Uei cumpà 'na scuppetta c'eggi'accattà
Beneath A Desert Moon Composer(s): Sting Performer(s): Sting
From the mountains on the moon to the mighty delta From the deserts of the West to the shining sea Beneath the canopy of stars flows the serpent river Flowing through my father's land that he left to me
From the baker, to the priest, to the candle maker From the highest to the low in my father's land We make our offer to the sun 'fore the break of morning Or else everything we have will just turn to sand
I have a lot to ask I have a lot that I need to say I have so much do And all I need is another day
From the soldier, to the scribe, to the carpet maker All the different colored threads in a carpet loom A woven tapestry of life is our mighty nation This is the writing on the wall of my father's tomb
We have a lot to ask We have a lot that we need to say We have so much do And all we need is another day
Beneath the desert moon, I call you beneath the desert moon, I sing beneath the desert moon, so lonely I'm just a boy who would be king
With just the moon to guide us We sometimes lose our way If there's a light inside us We'll follow it to the brightness of the day
Every single blade of grass, every yellow flower Every ripple on the sea of the blue, blue Nile Every leaf on every tree, every single creature From the smallest little bird, to the crocodile
We have a lot to ask We have a lot that we need to say We have so much do And all we need is another day
Beneath the desert moon, I call you beneath the desert moon, we sing beneath the desert moon, we're waiting Before the coming of the king
Beneath the desert moon that's sinking We see the Eastern sky's on fire This is where darkness leaves And shining waters fall And let the shadows run And we'll say, "welcome to the sun"
Lazy Elsie Molly Composer(s): Tommy Boyce - Bobby Hart - Rolf Harris Performer(s): Chubby Checker
Lazy, lazy Elsie Molly A-put the pack back on your back Lazy, lazy Elsie Molly Carry it on down to the railroad track There's a girl down by the railroad tracks Used to carry coal on her back Till she met that gentleman Jack That lazy Elsie Molly
Lazy, lazy Elsie Molly A-put the pack back on your back Lazy, lazy Elsie Molly Carry it on down to the railroad track Elsie Molly been a-lookin' so fine She won't go to work in the mine She lays in bed till eight or nine That lazy Elsie Molly
Lazy, lazy Elsie Molly A-put the pack back on your back Lazy, lazy Elsie Molly Carry it on down to the railroad track Dut, dut, dut A put the pack back on your back Jack and Elsie's been a-struttin' around He bought her a wig and a purple gown Now she's the best dressed miner in town That lazy Elsie Molly
Lazy, lazy Elsie Molly A-put the pack back on your back Lazy, lazy Elsie Molly Carry it on down to the railroad track
Ah-huh-huh
Girl, a-put that pack back on your back Lazy, lazy Elsie Molly A-put the pack back on your back Lazy, lazy Elsie Molly Carry it on down to the railroad track
Lazy, lazy Elsie Molly A-put the pack back on your back Lazy, lazy Elsie Molly Carry it on down to the railroad track ...
Bend Me, Shape Me Titles In Other Languages: Bøj, Bøj - Stræk, Stræk; Bel Me, Schrijf Me; Slow Moi, Rock Moi; Prendi Prendi Composer(s): Scott English; Larry Weiss Originally performed by: The American Breed Covered by various other artists
You are all the woman I need, and baby you know it You can make this beggar a king, a clown or a poet I'll give you all that I own You got me standing in line Out in the cold, pay me some mind Bend me, shape me Anyway you want me Long as you love me, it's all right Bend me, shape me Anyway you wnat me You got the power to turn on the light
Everybody tells me I'm wrong to want you so badly But there's a force driving me on, I follow it gladly So let them laugh I don't care Cause I got nothing to hide All that I want is you by my side Bend me, shape me Anyway you want me Long as you love me, it's all right Bend me, shape me Anyway you wnat me You got the power to turn on the light Bend me shape me anyway you want me
Lazy Day Composer(s): George Fischoff - Tony Powers Performer(s): Spanky & Our Gang
Blue Skies, sunshine, what a day to take a walk in the park Ice Cream, daydream til the sky becomes a blanket of stars What a day for picking daisies and lots of red balloons And what a day for holdin' hands and being with you
Lazy Day, just right for lovin' away Lazy Day, made for a stroll in the lane Baby, you and me (baby, you and me) And the honeybee (neath the shady tree) Lazy Day, Lazy Day, Lazy Day for you and me
Blue skies, sunshine, flowers bloomin', children sayin' "Hello"
Rowboats, bird notes, People smilin' everywhere that we go What a day to be together, and what a sky of blue And what a day for thinkin' right out loud "I love you"
Bend It! Composer(s): Alan Blaikley; Ken Howard Performer(s): Dave Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick & Tich
Bend it, bend it, just a little bit And take it easy, show you're likin' it And lover, you know that we're gonna hit The heights 'cos I'm sure that we're made to fit Together just like pieces of a Jigsaw puzzle, what's the hustle
Bend it, bend it, just a little more Without you, baby, I'm so insecure But you can make me feel that I am sure I've got a sickness only you can cure So just relax, there's stacks of time, but honey Please don't tease me - try to please me
Oh-yeah, that's good, oh-yes, ah-yes
Bend it, bend it, just a little bit And take it easy, show you're likin' it And lover, you know that we're gonna hit The heights 'cos I'm sure that we're made to fit Together just like pieces of a Jigsaw puzzle, what's the hustle
Bend it, bend it, just a little bit And take it easy, show you're likin' it And ahhh... show me now, yeah that's right Ah, oh yeah, yeah that's right C'mon now, right right right ...
