The Ballad Of Melody Nelson ((aka The Ballad Of Melody Nelson (by Mick Harvey & Anita Lane) - 1995))
((Adapted from: Ballade De Melody Nelson (by Jane Birkin & Serge Gainsbourg) - 1971))
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg - Jean-Claude Vannier - Paul Ives - Boris Bergman
Performer(s): Placebo - 2003



Pour l'amitié
L'amitié entre hommes et femmes
Impensable
Parce que, il y a toujours
Sous jacent
Le désir animal

This is the story of
Melody Nelson
Apart from me no one
Ever took her in his arms
Under her thumb
Eyes in the sun

Oh my Melody mine
Oh my Melody mine

She has nothing but love
Poor
Melody Nelson
Her life was more said than done
But her days were numbered
(?Nil?) Count fourteen falls
Fifteen on calls

A baby tiger was
Melody Nelson
Forever purring in the sun
Just as dangerous as a child
With a gun, shooting me down

Oh my Melody mine
Melody Nelson
Still playing hurting games for fun
As adorable as dumb
Deaf to the sound
To what's going down
Down
Down

Make Believe Ballroom Time
Composer(s): Martin Block; Harold Green; Mickey Stoner
Performer(s): Glenn Miller



It’s Make-Believe Ballroom Time
Put all your cares away
All the bands are here to bring a cheer your way
It’s Make-Believe Ballroom Time
And free to everyone
It’s no time to fret
Your dial is set for fun

Just close your eyes and visualize in your solitude
Your favorite bands are on the stands
And Mr. Miller puts you in the mood

It’s Make-Believe Ballroom Time
The hour of sweet romance
Here’s your make-believe ballroom
Come on, children, let’s dance, let’s dance!

Little Girl Gone
Composer(s): Donna Fargo
Performer(s): Donna Fargo



It just took a little while
For me to get my head together
Growing up's the hardest thing I've ever done

Here I am like a stranger
In the house I grew up in
And learned right from wrong and if I did
Where the sun never shined enough
And daddy's growing older
And mother's never dying, but she did

And I remember feeling guilty
Cause I couldn't wait to leave here
Though I loved them every way that I knew how
So I packed up all my yesterdays
And headed for tomorrow
It's almost tomorrow now

And daddy's little girl is home
But where's the little girl gone
She bundled up her dirty jeans
The teenie bopper magazines
In search of what her life was all about
With a little rag doll named Charlie Brown
And an old suit case full of hand me downs
And a loneliness she knew so much about

And now the dreams that I trusted
And all the play things have rusted
But here I am a woman, somehow
And all those growing pains of yesterday
Are gonna get me through tomorrow
Cause it's almost tomorrow now

And daddy's little girl is home
But where's the little girl gone
She bundled up her dirty jeans
The teenie bopper magazines
In search of what her life was all about
With a little rag doll named Charlie Brown
And an old suit case full of hand me downs
And a loneliness she knew so much about

Oh, but I can still remember
When I used to gaze out this window
Wondering who I was and what I would become
And it just took a little while for me
To get my head together
Growing up's the hardest thing I've ever done

Ah, yes, I can still remember

When I used to gaze out this window
Wondering who I was and what I would become
And it just took a little while for me
To get my head together
Growing up's the hardest thing I've ever done

Make Believe
Composer(s): Jack Shilkret; Benny Davis
Performer(s): Nora Bayes
and various other artists



There are times when you feel sad and blue
Something's wrong, you don't know what to do
When you feel that way, stop and think awhile
Just make believe and smile

Make believe you are glad when you're sorry
Sunshine will follow the rain
When things go wrong, it won't be long
Soon they'll be right again

Tho' your love dreams have gone, make believe, don't let on
Smile tho' your heart may be broken
For when bad luck departs, you will find good luck starts
Don't grieve, just make believe

When your dearest friends have turned away
And blue skies above have turned to gray
Don't worry for it may not all be true
Here's my advice to you

Make believe you are glad when you're sorry
Sunshine will follow the rain
When things go wrong, it won't be long
Soon they'll be right again

Tho' your love dreams have gone, make believe, don't let on
Smile tho' your heart may be broken
For when bad luck departs, you will find good luck starts
Don't grieve, just make believe

Little Girl Feeling
Composer(s): Helen Cornelius - Jerry Crutchfield
Performer(s): Barbara Fairchild



I put on my faded blue jeans, the patches on the pockets
Tied yellow ribbons 'round the pigtails in my hair
Walked barefoot 'neath the sunshine, stopped to pick a flower
But that little girl feeling wasn't there

Can't find that little girl feeling
It's not the same anymore
I just can't hook it, yesterday took it
Since you came in and out my door
Can't find the feeling anymore

I got out all my old records by Elvis and the Beatles
Called my best friend and we talked an hour or so
Thought back through childhood memories, trying to forget you
But still those big girl heartaches wouldn't go

I went out to see a movie, sat right on the front row
Ate a box of popcorn and I cheered the hero on
But when the show was over I just went to pieces
That little girl feeling was gone

Can't find that little girl feeling
It's not the same anymore
I just can't hook it, yesterday took it
Since you came in and out my door
Can't find the feeling anymore

Make Believe 
Composer(s): Jerome Kern; Oscar Hammerstein II
Performer(s): Jimmie Lunceford
and various other artists



The game of "just supposing" is the sweetest game I know
Our dreams are more romantic than the world we see
And if the things we dream about don't happen to be so
That's just an unimportant technicality....

We could make believe I love you
Only make believe that you love me
Others find peace of mind in pretending
Couldn't you? Couldn't I? Couldn't we
Make believe our lips are blending
In a phantom kiss, or two, or three?
Might as well make believe I love you
For to tell the truth, I do

Your pardon I pray, 'twas too much to say
The words that betray my heart
We only pretend, you do not offend
In playing a lover's part

Though the cold and brutal fact is you and I have never met
We need not mind convention's P's and Q's
If we put our thoughts in practice we can banish all regret
Imagining most anything we choose....

We could make believe I love you
Only make believe that you love me
Others find peace of mind in pretending
Couldn't you? Couldn't I? Couldn't we
Make believe our lips are blending
In a phantom kiss or two, or three?
Might as well make believe I love you
For to tell the truth, I do

Little Girl Blue
Composer(s): Richard Rodgers - Lorenz Hart
First performance by: Gloria Grafton - 1935
Covered by multiple other artists



When I was very young
The world was younger than I
As merry as a carousel

The circus tent was strung
With every star in the sky
Above the ring I loved so well

Now the young world has grown old
Gone are the tinsel and gold

Sit there, and count your fingers
What can you do?
Old girl, you're through
Sit there, and count your little fingers
Unlucky, litle girl blue

Sit there, and count the raindrops
Falling on you
It's time you knew
All you can count on is the raindrops
That fall on little girl blue

No use, old girl
You may as well surrender
Your hope is getting slender
Why won't somebody send a tender
Blue boy
To cheer little girl blue?

No use, old girl
You may as well surrender
Your hope is getting slender
Why won't somebody send a tender
Blue boy
To cheer little girl blue?

Make A Little Magic
Composer(s): Bob Carpenter; Jeff Hanna; Richard Hathaway
Performer(s): The Nitty Gritty Dirt Band; Nicolette Larson



I don't need the same excuses 
All this talk is really useless 
You run for cover 
Everytime I'm close to you 

Don't want to hear about the others 
There's something here we should discover 
Let's make a little magic 
Before the night is through 

Oh, you've seen it all before 
And heard the same lines 
But if you're willing to take a chance 
It could be all right, so fine 
We'll find ourselves dancing by firelight

So don't you try to change the subject 
Or try to put yourself above it
A boy could get pneumonia sitting next to you 
That's true 

A little sleep is all we're losing 
It's up to us to do the choosing 
Let's make a little magic before the night is through 
Make a little magic before the night is through 

Ooh, to the blue skies 
Where no one can reach us 
It may sound crazy but just hold on tight
Never has a love run deeper 
Baby my heart is true 
Baby my heart is true 

A little sleep is all we're losing 
It's up to us to do the choosing 
Let's make a little magic before the night is through

Little Girl
Composer(s): Don Baskin - Bob Gonzalez
First release by: Syndicate Of Sound - 1966
Covered by multiple other artists



Hey, little girl, you don't have to hide nothin' no more 
You didn't do nothin' that hadn't been done before 

Little girl thought she wouldn't get caught, you see 
She thought she'd get away with goin' out on me, yeah 

Other girls did it, you didn't think of nothin' new 
You went out on me, so other girls did it too 

You can leave, little girl, I don't want you 'round no more 
If you come knockin', you won't get past my door... yeah! 

You got nothin' to hide and everybody knows it's true 
Too bad, little girl, it's all over for you... ha-ha-ha-ha

Make A Left And Then A Right
Composer(s): Johnny Mosby; Jonie Mosby;
Bob Laswell; Speedy Price
Performer(s): John & Jonie Mosby



You make a left and then a right
Go down three blocks, look for a light
And if it's on, come on in
But if it's off, he's home again

I met an old friend the other night
We danced so close, she held me tight
I love you but I'm tied down
Here's my address, please come around

You make a left and then a right
Go down three blocks, look for a light
And if it's on, come on in
But if it's off, he's home again

He's there again so I'll go on
I'll try tomorrow, he may be gone
If he's out drinking, he won't be home
So I'm sure I'll be alone

You make a left and then a right
Go down three blocks, look for a light
And if it's on, come on in
But if it's off, he's home again

You make a left and then a right
Go down three blocks, look for a light
And if it's on, come on in
But if it's off, he's home again

Little Girl
Composer(s): John Mayall
Performer(s): John Mayall



You're gonna be mine, little girl, you've been through 18 years of pain
You're gonna be mine, little girl, you've been through 18 years of pain
I'm gonna give you a love, child, you won't feel bad again

You've been mistreated, little girl, but I swear, I swear it'll be outgrown
You've been mistreated, little girl, but I swear, I swear it'll be outgrown
I'm gonna give you a love, child, something you've never known

You're gonna be mine, little girl, even if I can't have you by my side
You're gonna be mine, little girl, even if I can't have you by my side
You're gonna remember the love, child, that made you satisfied

Major Barbara
Composer(s): Steven Tyler
Performer(s): Aerosmith



Major
Major Barbara sits in the fields
And waits for her crops to grow
She sits in a chair
She made out of wood
So many, many years ago

Major, why don't they grow
You've given' them water and hope
Major, why won't they grow

She waits all day
And hopes through the night
For a new day that might show
A bright yellow sun
That'll make the crops come
And let the old days go

Major, why won't they grow
You've given' them water and hope
Major, why won't they grow

Major
Look out in your fields
Tell me what do you see shinin' through

Major
Look after your fields
And your fields will look after you

Yes they do
Yes they do
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Major, why won't they grow
You've given' them water and hope
Major, why won't they grow

Little Ghetto Boy
Composer(s): Edward Howard - Earl DeRouen
First release by: Donny Hathaway - 1972
Covered by multiple other artists



Little ghetto boy, playing in the ghetto street 
Whatcha' gonna do when you grow up 
and have to face responsiblity? 
Will you spend your days and nights in the pool room? 
Will you sell caps of madness to the neighborhood? 
Little ghetto boy 
You already know how proud life can be 
'cause you've seen so much pain and misery 

Little ghetto boy 
Your daddy was blown away 
He robbed that grocery store 
Don't you know that was a sad, sad old day? 
All your young life 
You've seen such misery and pain 
The world is a cruel place to live 
and it ain't gonna change 
You're so young 
You've got so far to go on 
and don't think you'll reach your goal 
Young man, little ghetto boy, look at you 

Little ghetto boy 
When, when, when you become a man 
you can make things change if you just take the stand 
You gotta believe it yourself in all you do 
You've gotta fight to make it better 
then you will see how others will start believing to 
Then, my son, things will start to get better 

Everything has got to get better  
Everything has got to get better ...

Maître Pierre
Composer(s): Jacques Plante; Henri Betti
Performer(s): Georges Guétary
and various other artists



Il fait bon chez vous maître Pierre
Il fait bon dans votre moulin
Le froment vol' dans la lumière
Et partout ça sent bon le grain
J'avais douze ans et j'étais haut comme trois pommes
Qu'en me voyant vous me disiez d'un ton bonhomme
Voyez-moi ce sacré p'tit drôle
Le métier lui semble à son goût
Prends ce sac, mets-le sur l'épaule
Maître Pierre, il fait bon chez vous
Hardi! Hardi petit gars
Bonnet sur l'œil, sourire aux lèvres
Hardi! tant qu'il a deux bras
Un bon meunier ne s'arrête pas

Il fait bon chez vous maître Pierre
Je m'souviens de mes dix-huit ans
Votre fille était écolière
Que déjà, moi je l'aimais tant
Et quand plus tard je l'épousai devenue grande
Tout le village est venu danser dans la grange
Et toujours de ses grandes ailes
Le moulin continue tout doux
Le tic-tac de son cœur fidèle
Maître Pierre, il fait bon chez vous
Hardi! Hardi petit gars
Bonnet sur l'œil, sourire aux lèvres
Hardi! tant qu'il a deux bras
Un bon meunier ne s'arrête pas

Il fait bon chez vous maître Pierre
A trente ans j'aimais mon métier
J'adorais ma jolie meunière
C'est alors que vous nous quittiez
Mais quand du ciel vous regardez par la campagne
Tous ce moulins tournant du Nord à la Bretagne
Vous pensez avec un sourire
Qu'on est là pour en mettre un coup
Et qu'on a bien raison de dire
Maître Pierre il fait bon chez vous
Hardi! Hardi petit gars
Bonnet sur l'œil, sourire aux lèvres
Hardi! tant qu'il a deux bras
Un bon meunier ne s'arrête pas

Little G.T.O.
Composer(s): John "Bucky" Wilkin
Performer(s): Ronnie & The Daytonas; Alex Chilton



Little GTO, you're really lookin' fine 
Three deuces and a four-speed and a 389 
Listen to her tachin' up now, listen to her why-ee-eye-ine 
C'mon and turn it on, wind it up, blow it out GTO 

Wa-wa, (Yeah, yeah, little GTO) 
Wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa (Yeah, yeah, little GTO) 
Wa-wa, (Yeah, yeah, little GTO) 
Wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa (Yeah, yeah, little GTO) 
Wa-wa (Ahhh, little GTO) 
Wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa 

You oughta see her on a road course or a quarter mile 
This little modified Pon-Pon has got plenty of style 
She beats the gassers and the rail jobs, 
really drives 'em why-ee-eye-ild 
C'mon and turn it on, wind it up, blow it out GTO 

Wa-wa, (Yeah, yeah, little GT") 
wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa (Yeah, yeah, little GTO) 
Wa-wa, (Yeah, yeah, little GTO) 
Wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa (Yeah, yeah, little GTO) 
Wa-wa (Ahhh, little GTO) 
Wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa 

Gonna save all my money (turnin' it on, blowin' it out) 
and buy a GTO (turnin' it on, blowin' it out) 
Get a helmet and a roll bar (turnin' it on, blowin' it out) 
and I'll be ready to go (turnin' it on, blowin' it out) 
Take it out to Pomona (turnin' it on, blowin' it out) 
and let 'em know (turnin' it on, blowin' it out), yeah, yeah 
That I'm the coolest thing around 
Little buddy, gonna shut you down 
When I turn it on, wind it up, blow it out GTO 

Wa-wa, (Yeah, yeah, little GTO)
Wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa (Yeah, yeah, little GTO) 
Wa-wa, (Yeah, yeah, little GT) 
Wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa (Yeah, yeah, little GT) 
Wa-wa (Ahhh, little GT) 
Wa, wa, wa, wa, wa, wa ...

Maisons Blanches
Composer(s): Marc Estève; Enrico Macias
Performer(s): Enrico Macias



On a tous une maison blanche, sur un coin de doriers
Quatre murs au soleil, qu'on habille en dimanche
Pour l'été, les jours feriers
Un chalet, sous les flocons, bungalow sur l'océan

Aquitaine, il y fait bon
Au milieu des rires et des cris d'enfants
Aquitaine, il y fait bon
Loin de ces bruits, qu'en semaine on entend

On a tous une maison blanche
Cachée derrière deux palmiers
Qui remurent quand le jour flanche
Quelques feuilles, j'en ai par les années

On a tous une maison blanche
Eclairée par les rosiers
Qui étalent leurs cous, leurs franches
Du rouge au plus profond des violiers

On a tous une maison blanche
Qui se moque du mauvais temps
On se laisse bercer, comme un nid dans les branches
Qui balancent au grès du vent

Un radeau sur les nuages
Une case sur l'Amazone
Où l'amour en paysage, frappe aux carreaux de nos soirs et d'automne
Où l'amour prend le visage, de ces refrains que le monde fredonne

On a tous une maison blanche
Cachée derrière deux palmiers
Qui remurent quand le jour flanche
Quelques feuilles, j'en ai par les années

On a tous une maison blanche, éclairée par les rosiers
Qui étalent leurs cous, leurs franches
Du rouge au plus profond des violiers
Cette maison tant de fois rêvée

Mon amour, je t'en offre les clefs
Mon amour, je t'en offre les clefs

Little Folks
Composer(s): Charlie Daniels
Performer(s): Charlie Daniels



Little folks are people too
Very much like me and you
The little things they say and do
They kinda make your day
Foolishness and common sense
Through the eyes of innocence
Skip a rope or jump a fence
Gettin' in the way

Daddy, why are you so tall?
Daddy, why am I so small?
Daddy, who makes snowflakes fall?
Could it be the Lord?
Chasing puppies, climbin' trees
Bumping heads and skinnin' knees
It's not very hard to see
That kids are God's reward

Little folks get down and out
The girls will cry and boys will pout
Before you know what it's about
They're smiling once again
Colored kites on summer breeze
Jingle Bells and Christmas trees
Too soon they're only memories
Do you remember when?

Daddy, what makes eagles fly?
What makes clouds float in the sky?
And Daddy, if I really try
Will I grow up someday?

But little folks slip through our hands
Like so many grains of sand
You'd best enjoy them while you can
So soon they fly away ...

Mais Si Je N'ai Rien
Composer(s): Bernard Dimey; Francis Laï
Performer(s): Yves Montand



J'aurai du soleil au long des années
J'aurai la clarté de tes yeux ouverts
L'amour fleurissant au long des allées
Nous nous en irons sous les arbres verts
Au long des chemins de notre aventure
Et dans nos jardins tous peuplés d'oiseaux
Là nous irons boire à des sources pures
Qui réfléchiront ton regard dans l'eau

{Refrain:}
Mais, si je n'ai rien
Aime-moi quand même
Aimons-nous quand même
Et tout sera bien

Nous aurons la vie pour nous toute entière
Et j'aurai le temps d'apprendre à t'aimer
Et le temps d'attendre tout ce que j'espère
Pour voir si l'amour tient ce qu'il promet
J'aurai des châteaux au fond des provinces
Qui domineront du haut de leurs tours
Ceux de tous les rois, ceux de tous les princes
Et nous vivrons là jusqu'au dernier jour

{au Refrain}

J'aurai des bateaux sur la mer de chine
Chargés de parfums, de soies, de bijoux
Et de diamants bleus et de perles fines
Oui, j'aurai pour toi tout l'or du Pérou
Les jours passeront si tu le désires
Sans que le soleil se couche jamais
Et j'aurai l'éclat de ton beau sourire
Et le bonheur fou de pouvoir t'aimer

{au Refrain}

Little Egypt (Ying-Yang)
Composer(s): Jerry Leiber - Mike Stoller
First release by: The Coasters - 1961
Covered by multiple other artists



I went and bought myself a ticket and 
I sat down in the very first row, wo wo 
They pulled the curtain but then when 
they turned the spotlight way down low, wo wo
little Egypt came out strotting
wearing nothing but a button and a bow, wo wo 
singing, "Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah''

She had a ruby on her tummy and 
a diamond big as Texas on her toe, wo wo
She let her hair down and 
she did the hoochie koochie real slow, wo wo
When she did her special number on a zebra skin
I thought she'd stop the show, wo wo
singing, "Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah!"

She did a triple somersault and when she hit the ground
she winked at the audience and then she turned around 
She had a picture of a cowboy tattooed on her spine 
saying Phoenix, Arizona, nineteen forty-nine

Yeah, but let me tell you people
little Egypt doesn't dance there anymore, wo wo 
She's too busy mopping and 
a taking care of shopping at the store, wo wo 
'Cause we got seven kids and 
all day long they crawl around the floor, wo wo 
singing, "Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah! Yeah yeah!"

Mais Qu'est-Ce Que J'ai?
Composer(s): Edith Piaf; Henri Betti
Performer(s): Yves Montand; Nila Cara



Mais qu'est-ce que j'ai à tant l'aimer
Que ça me donne envie de crier
Sur tous les toits, elle est à moi
J'aurais l'air fin si je faisais ça
C'est pas normal me direz-vous
D'aimer comme ça être fou!
Je le suis bien oui mais voilà 
Je n'y peux rien c'est malgré moi
Et quand ça me prend y'a rien à faire
Je l'aime tant c'est merveilleux
Je ne vis plus sur cette terre, lorsque je rêve à ses yeux
A ses yeux bleus comme l'azur, a ses cheveux, d'un blond si pur
Mais qu'est-ce que j'ai à tant l'aimer
Mais qu'est-ce que j'ai
Mais qu'est-ce que j'ai

L'amour c'est vraiment extraordinaire
Je n'ai plus du tout les pieds sur la terre
Tous mes copains maintenant se moquent de moi, car au plus loin que je les aperçois
Allez ça y est, me voilà reparti!
Elle a cela, elle a ceci
Oui, oui qui disent on voit très bien
Ces idiots n'y comprennent rien!

Mais qu'est-ce que j'ai à tant l'aimer
Que ça me donne envie de crier
Sur tous les toits, elle est à moi
J'aurais l'air fin si je faisais ça
C'est merveilleux un grand amour
Quand c'est basé sur du toujours
Pour un rien, je suis malheureux, pour encore moins je suis heureux
Et quand ça me reprend y'a rien à faire
Je l'aime tant c'est merveilleux
Je ne vis plus sur cette terre, lorsque je rêve à ses yeux
A ses yeux bleus comme l'azur, a ses cheveux d'un blond si pur
Mais qu'est-ce que j'ai à tant l'aimer
Mais qu'est-ce que j'ai
Mais qu'est-ce que j'ai