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

Latin Lover
Composer(s): Gianna Nannini - Mauro Paoluzzi
Performer(s): Gianna Nannini



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 I’m beginning to see the light
Well I’m beginning to see the light
Some people work very hard
But still they never get it right
Well I’m beginning to see the light
Well I’m beginning to see the light
Now I’m beginning to see the light

Wine in the morning
And some breakfast at night
Well I’m beginning to see the light
Here we go again
Playing the fool again
Here we go again
Acting hard again
Well I’m beginning to see the light
Well I’m beginning to see the light
Now I’m beginning to see the light

Well I’m beginning to see the light
I’m beginning to see the light
I wore my teeth in my hands
So I could mess the hair of the night
Well I’m beginning to see the light
Hey I’m beginning to see the light
I met myself in a dream
And I just wanna tell you - everything was alright
I’m beginning to see the light
Here comes two of you
Which one will you chose?
One is black, one is blue
Don’t look just what to do
Well I’m beginning to see the light
Well I’m beginning to see the light
Now I’m beginning to see the light

Well I’m beginning to see the light
Well I’m beginning to see the light
Some people work very hard
But still they never get it right
Well I’m beginning to see the light
There are problems in these times
But none of them are mine
Baby, I’m 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

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

I’m with you once more under the stars
And down by the shore an orchestra’s 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 don’t 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 we’re 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

Late Again
Composer(s): Joe Egan - Gerry Rafferty
First release by: Stealers Wheel - 1972



Late again
When I get home
You be waiting
Still yuo know?
There ain't no use
In you complaining

I know that I
Can show some respect
Especially when I am wrong
But when I get Back
I know you say
"You've been away too long"

Ooh!

I wonder why
I stay
When everybody's gone
Yerr!
There's always something there
That keeps me hanging on, on!

Ooh la la la
Ooh la la la
Ooh la la la
Ooh la la la
Ooh
Ooh la la la

Ooh!
I wonder why
I stay
When everybody's gone
Away
There's always something there
That keeps me hanging on, on

I know that I
Can show some respect
Especially when I am wrong
Late again
When I get home
You be waiting

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

(chorus)

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...

Beggar's Farm
Composer(s): Mick Abrahams; Ian Anderson
Performer(s): Jethro Tull; Blodwyn Pig



Taking chances, and your reputation's going down
Going out in the night time, good thing you make no sound
But you don't fool me
'Cause I know what you feel
If you ignore the things I see, someday soon's gonna
Find your way down on Beggar's Farm
Way down on Beggar's Farm

I pay my money for no returns
I think I need you, gotta find someone
Oh, you don't fool me
'Cause I know what you feel
When you go wild and I ask you why, I don't worry
When I see you lyin' down on Beggar's Farm

But you're on to me, gonna turn away
Won't even listen when you try to say
That you were only foolin' 'round
'Cause I know what you feel
But if you ask me nicely, woman
I'll wake up early one day soon
And I'll visit you down on Beggar's Farm

Lástima Nena
Composer(s): Miguel Mateos
Performer(s): Zas



Estando aquí estoy bien
nadie me atrapará
y todo lo que me ataba
desaparecerá
Aunque me vea el mundo
como un perro vagabundo
voy a encontrar
la verdad

Estoy seguro que
vendrás a mí por más
con tu vestido
de sábado nocturno
Si vienes perderás
lo único que te queda
mi herida aún
está abierta

Lástima nena
que el pájaro voló
ni vos ni yo
cumplimos nena
el pacto de honor
El cielo no es
tan inmenso como algunos creen
(creen no) no es así

Estando aquí estoy bien
y aunque me falte algo
los pensamientos
de mi infancia están a salvo
Si la felicidad
es una burla del futuro
me conformaré con
estar seguro

Lástima nena
que el pájaro voló
ni vos ni yo
cumplimos nena
el pacto de honor
El cielo no es
tan inmenso como algunos creen
(creen no) no es así

Beg, Steal Or Borrow
Composer(s): Hall; Graeme Anthony; Miler; Branko Bernard; Steve Wolfe
First performance by: The New Seekers - 1972



You know I'll beg, steal or borrow 
I'll bring you love 

I look at you and I see what I've been looking for 
Now it's very clear to me - we should be together 

You make me feel I could reach for the impossible 
And knowing how much you care, I'll be there forever 

You know I'll beg steal or borrow 
To give you sunny days 
And in a hundred ways, I'll bring you love 
You know I'll beg, steal or borrow 
(Yes, I will) 
To make your garden grow 
And most of all you know, I'll bring you love 
Love 

I always knew that the world could be a finer place 
So what if I have to wait - better late than never 

You, you're like me, and you believe love makes it all worthwhile 
And although we've just begun, we'll go on forever 

You know I'll beg steal or borrow 
To give you sunny days 
And in a hundred ways, I'll bring you love 
You know I'll beg, steal or borrow 
To make your garden grow 
And most of all you know, I'll bring you love, yeah 
Love 

You know I'll beg steal or borrow 
To give you sunny days 
And in a hundred ways, I'll bring you love, love, love, yeah 
Love, love, love

L'asticot Roi
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday



Un roi tombe en asticot
La cause n'est pas entendue
L'asticot devient le roi
Et la danse continue

La charogne est bon fumier
Elle devient vite moissons
Et elle nourrit la nation
Les hommes, les veaux, les poissons

La charogne redevient roi
Le croquant, le va-nu-pieds
Le croqué claquant du bec
Qui fait des rêves de bifteck

Mais qui mange du pain sec
Fait pourtant festin de roi
Quand le lion, roi des félins
Partage avec sa féline

Une gazelle, sa voisine
Pas un des deux n'imagine
Que le roi bouffe du roi
Quand un gros roi dit "j'ai faim"

Pas un cuisinier ne bouffe
Et le roi boit, le roi bouffe
Mais l'arête qui l'étouffe
Est aussi morceau de roi

Beg, Borrow And Steal
Performer(s): Ohio Express;
Rare Breed; The Stand



You threw me out the night before last
And now you want me back in your arms again
You think I'm a fool, you treat me like dirt
You pull the string and hope I will be your friend
But I know what's on your mind
So I'd rather stay out in the street without a dime
And I'd rather beg, beg, borrow and steal
I'd rather beg, beg, borrow and steal
I'd rather beg, beg, borrow and steal
Than go back to you
Than go back to you
Than go back to you

How long did you think I'd hang around
Pretending not to see the tricks you pulled on me
There's only so much a man can take
Before his life turns into a tragedy
So I'm getting out now while I can
Cause I don't want to crawl
I want to walk out like a man

(repeat chorus)

Last Train To Clarksville
Composer(s): Tommy Boyce - Bobby Hart
First release by: The Monkees - 1966
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1967 - La Libertà (by I Camaleonti)
1975 - Prends Le 1er Train (by Martin Circus)
1989 - Go Go Kake (by Clifters)



Take the last train to Clarksville
And I'll meet you at the station
You can be be there by four thirty
'Cause I made your reservation

Don't be slow, oh, no, no, no!
Oh, no, no, no!

'Cause I'm leavin' in the morning
And I must see you again
We'll have one more night together
'Til the morning brings my train

And I must go, oh, no, no, no!
Oh, no, no, no!
And I don't know if I'm ever coming home

Take the last train to Clarksville
I'll be waiting at the station
We'll have time for coffee flavored kisses
And a bit of conversation

Oh... Oh, no, no, no!
Oh, no, no, no!

Take the last train to Clarksville
Now I must hang up the phone
I can't hear you in this noisy Railroad station all alone

I'm feelin' low. Oh, no, no, no!
Oh, no, no, no!
And I don't know if I'm ever coming home

Take the last train to Clarksville
Take the last train to Clarksville