Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Little Man Composer(s): Sonny Bono First release by: Sonny & Cher - 1966
Versions In Other Languages: 1966 - Petit Homme (by Dalida) 1967 - Piccolo Ragazzo (by Mina)
Little man When you stand by my side Then I know I don't have To hide from anyone And I pray that We'll stay just that way Till the day comes along When we catch the sun
Little girl you're runnin' Come catch my hand I'm near you Little girl you're singin' Come closer to me I hear you
You're growin' old My mother's cold Now you've learned What it meant to be mature There's no such place As make believe But when I look at your face I'm not so sure
Little girl you're runnin' Come catch my hand I'm near you Little girl you're singin' Come closer to me I hear you
You and me is what I see And that's the way It's gonna stay And it will always be So little man, please understand In this world with all its land You're all I see
Little girl you're runnin' Come catch my hand I'm near you Little girl you're singin' Come closer to me I hear you
Little girl you're runnin' Come catch my hand I'm near you Little girl you're singin' Come closer to me I hear you
Make No Mistake Composer(s): Steve Jordan; Keith Richards Performer(s): Keith Richards; Janine Wilson
Make no mistake about it Things ain't what they seem I'm gonna scream and shout it This is just a dream
A simple conversation Every now and then A touchy situation Fascinates a man
What shall I do, if I should see you And have to pretend that we have never met
Its not a cheap sensation When you touch me with your hand A little complication Can hypnotize a man
How we gonna hide it This thing with you and me yeah Everyone can tell by now I just can't lie you see
What shall I say to hide it, to hide it baby No words can convey your lips melting into mine
No mistake, no mistake Make no mistake, make no mistake about it Make no mistake, c'mon make no mistake, make no mistake about it I'm gonna make you mine, no need to talk it over, we're running out of time
I've made up my mind about you I know in my heart that you have the same point of view
Make no mistake, this is it Make no mistake, make no mistake
It's not we don't have the time Make no mistake Not in the right place make no mistake, make no mistake Ooh come on baby, make no mistake No mistake I'm talking to ya baby Make no mistake
The Man Who Plays The Mandolino ((aka Bella Bella Signorina (by Patrizio Buanne) - 2006)) ((Adapted from: Guaglione (by Aurelio Fierro) - 1956)) Composer(s): Giuseppe Fanciulli - Nisa - Alan Bergman - Marilyn Bergman Performer(s): Dean Martin - 1957
Versions In Other Languages: 1956 - Bambino (French Version) (by Dalida) 1959 - En Dreng I Neapel (by Lis Jannie & Ib Renards Orkester) 2010 - Bambino (Arabic Version) (by Faudel)
With his little mandolino And a twinkle in his eye Senorinas he can win Always for another guy
Italians love to sip a cup of cappuccino And listen to the man who plays the mandolino You offer him a cigarette a glass of wine That's how he's paid to serenade your lady fair
With his little mandolino And a twinkle in his eye Senorinas he can win Always for another guy
He seems like such a happy man The man who plays the mandolino He sings a song of sweet romance for all the lovers as they dance But all he's holding in his arms is just a little mandolino He has no woman of his own so every night he walks alone
With his little mandolino And a twinkle in his eye Senorinas he can win Always for another guy
(And while he's strumming songs of love the man who plays the mandolino) (His eyes are always looking for a senorina to adore) He drinks a toast to his true love each time he lifts a glass of vino And so until that lucky day he looks for her along the way
With his little mandolino And a twinkle in his eye Senorinas he can win Always for another guy (Both) The man who plays the mandolino
Make My Day Composer(s): DeWayne Blackwell Performer(s): T.G. Sheppard & Clint Eastwood
Well it was going down On the bad part of town At an all-night grocery store The old man there, his hands in the air His customers on the floor The hoods took all the money And all of his hard earned pay But then a tall man stepped in With a cynical grin and said (Eastwood: Go ahead, make my day)
Somewhere a girl's walkin' all alone And now it's getting dark She knows she'd better hurry home So she cuts right through the park She finds herself surrounded Oh, she'll never get away But then from behind a tree trunk, a voice said (Eastwood: Punk, go ahead, make my day)
Oh, we love to hear him say Go ahead and make my day Smith Wesson and him just surrounded them (Eastwood: Go ahead punk, make my day)
By mistake a couple walked into a bar Where a motorcyle gang hanged out They started coming on to his bride And slapping him all about They were buying drinks for the house And using his money to pay. but it was (Eastwood: Last call for alcohol) (Eastwood: Go ahead, make my day)
Oh, we love to hear him say Go ahead and make my day He just stood in the door with a .44 (Eastwood: Go ahead punk, make my day)
So all you goons, you punks, you creeps Who hide out in the night Don't try to cop insanity You better start doing things right If you don't heed this warning Then you better start learnin' to pray That you never have to hear him whisper (Eastwood: Go ahead, make my day)
Oh, we love to hear him say Go ahead and make my day Well, Smith and Wesson has taught 'em a lesson (Eastwood: Go ahead punk, make my day)
Oh, we love to hear him say Go ahead and make my day He just fired his gun and then there were none (Eastwood: Go ahead punk, make my day)
(Eastwood: No trial, no reports to file) (Eastwood: Do you feel lucky, punk) (Eastwood: A man's got to know his limitations, yeah)
Bella Bella Signorina ((aka The Man Who Plays The Mandolino (by Dean Martin) - 1957)) ((Adapted from: Guaglione (by Aurelio Fierro) - 1956)) Composer(s): Giuseppe Fanciulli - Nisa - Steven Crosby Performer(s): Patrizio Buanne - 2006
Versions In Other Languages: 1956 - Bambino (French Version) (by Dalida) 1959 - En Dreng I Neapel (by Lis Jannie & Ib Renards Orkester) 2010 - Bambino (Arabic Version) (by Faudel)
[oh bello]
They come to dance And find romance In via Roma In every bar Sweet guitar And sounds of laughter
I simply smiled And raised a glass when she walked over Then love began She took my hand and said "Let's dance"
We were sliding to the left Bello Bello! We were swaying to the right Bello Bello Oh my head was in a spin Bello Bello But I held her body tight
And then this bella bella signorina With a smile so tender She put a rythm in my feet As we danced this crazy beat
Ooohhh my bella bella signorina Baby I surrender Can you teach me more tonight? Or must I dance till mornin' light
We were sliding to the left Bello Bello! We were swaying to the right Bello Bello Oh my head was in a spin Bello Bello But I held her body tight
Uhhhh
A oh bello
It was by chance And circumstance that I should meet her Who would suspect I Would be infected by her fever? I raised my arms and shouted out "La Dolce Vita!!" Then once again She took my hand And said "let's dance"
We were sliding to the left Bello Bello! We were swaying to the right Bello Bello Oh my head was in a spin Bello Bello But I held her body tight
And then this bella bella signorina Moved a 'lil closer And she whispered "Don't be shy.. you seem to be my Kinda guy" And I said bella bella signorina I'm no Casanova But I'm Italian through and through! So lemme show you what we do!
We were sliding to the left Bello Bello! We were swaying to the right Bello Bello Oh my head was in a spin Bello Bello But I held her body tight
[Dialogue] Basta Bella Ooo Managa Ragazza Ho Capito Agga Ok 'Sta Musica Ballooo!!!
To the left Bello Bello Ahh to the right Bello Bello Oh my head was in a spin Bello Bello But I held her body tight Bello Bello We were sliding to the left Bello Bello We were swaying to the right Bello Bello Oooohh my head was in a spin Bello Bello But I held her body tight Bello Bello Once again a lil slide Bello Bello Once again a lil spin Bello Bello And I kissed her on her cheek Mwjah As we danced the night away ... Ahe he he
Make Me Your Baby Composer(s): Roger Atkins; Helen Miller Performer(s): Barbara Lewis; The Demensions; Suzanne Stevens
I'm gonn'a kiss you in a special way: make me your baby I'll find a way to please you every day: make me your baby
Make me, make me your baby (doo - aaa) Kiss me, kiss me and maybe (doo - ooo) You'll see, paradise is waiting for you and me If you'll make me your baby (make me your baby) If you'll make me your baby (make me your baby) oooh
You'll know a love no one has known before: make me your baby A love that we would share forever more, when I'm your baby
Make me, make me your baby (doo - aaa) Kiss me, kiss me and maybe (doo - ooo) You'll see paradise is waiting for you and me If you'll make me your baby (make me your baby) If you'll make me your baby (make me your baby)
Make me your baby Oh, make me your baby
Make me, make me your baby (doo - aaa) Kiss me, kiss me and maybe (doo - ooo) You'll see, paradise is waiting for you and me If you'll make me your baby (make me your baby) C'mon, c'mon, c'mon and make me your baby (make me your baby) Can't you see I want to be your baby...
Where is my tambourine wait a minute I'll get your tambourine Got my tambourine get your thing baby What's wrong with you what is it you want Can't forget my tambourine boy want a minute This is a folk tune nad it's called Little Liza Jane We get some rhythm started here and see what happens
I got a beau you ain't got none Little Liza Jane I got a beau you ain't got none Little Liza Jane I got a beau you ain't got none Little Liza Jane I got a beau you ain't got none Little Liza Jane Oh Little Liza Liza Jane oh Little Liza Liza Jane Oh Little Liza Liza Jane oh Little Liza Liza Jane
Come my love and live with me I will take good care of thee Little Liza Jane Come my love and live with me I will take good care of thee Little Liza Jane Oh Little Liza Liza Jane oh Little Liza Liza Jane Oh Little Liza Liza Jane oh Little Liza Liza Jane
Hambone Hammer where you've been Down by the river making gin I know a man that's three feet tall Drink his liquor and has a ball Saw him just the other day He had a horse and a ball of hay
Little Lisa Jane Jane Little Liza Little Lisa Jane Jane Little Liza Little Lisa Jane Jane Little Liza Little Liza Jane Little Liza Jane Little Lisa Jane Jane Little Liza Little Lisa Jane Jane Little Liza Little Lisa Jane Jane Little Liza Little Liza Jane Little Liza Jane Oh Little Liza Liza Jane oh Little Liza Liza Jane Oh Little Liza Liza Jane oh Little Liza Liza Jane
He took me to his great big town Lots of people standing around They were listening to a great big band the bestest music in the land I tell you once and tell you twice Enjoy yourself and live your life
Little Lisa Jane Jane Little Liza Little Lisa Jane Jane Little Liza Little Lisa Jane Jane Little Liza Little Liza Jane Little Liza Jane Little Lisa Jane Jane Little Liza Little Lisa Jane Jane Little Liza Little Lisa Jane Jane Little Liza Little Liza Jane Little Liza Jane
Oh Little Liza Liza Jane oh Little Liza Liza Jane Oh Little Liza Liza Jane oh Little Liza Liza Jane
Wat Je Voelt English Title: Make Me Smile (Come Up And See Me) Composer(s): Steve Harley; Peter Van Laet Performer(s): Mama's Jasje (Originally performed by: Steve Harley & Cockney Rebel)
Je deed het weer Je breekt alweer mijn hart Ik neem wel weer Een nieuwe start
Jij brak de code De regels van het spel Want mij bedriegen kan je wel Met die blauwe ogen Heb je mij al 1000 maal belogen
Kom en vertel me Wat je voelt Doe al wat je wil Als het moet
Al wat nog rest Je gooit het overboord Misschien hou je ooit wel eens je woord
't is maar een test een spel dat wordt gespeeld win of verlies jij kiest jij deelt
liefste, liefste alleen aan jezelf vraag jij je niet uit
Kom en vertel me Wat je voelt Doe al wat je wil Als het moet
Jij gunt me niets Hield alles voor jezelf Alleen mijn geloof Dat hou ik wel
Wil jij nog meer Je krijgt het als je wil Bepaal maar de regels van het spel Ga weg, ga weg En zeg niet Dat je ooit hebt geprobeerd
Kom en vertel me Wat je voelt Doe al wat je wil Als het moet
Kom en vertel me Wat je voelt Doe al wat je wil Als het moet
Kom en vertel me Wat je voelt Doe al wat je wil Als het moet
Make Me Smile (Come Up And See Me) Dutch Title: Wat Je Voelt Composer(s): Steve Harley Originally performed by: Steve Harley & Cockney Rebel Covered by various other artists
You've done it all, you've broken every code And pulled the Rebel to the floor You spoilt the game, no matter what you say For only metal, what a bore Blue eyes, blue eyes, how come you tell so many lies
Come up and see me, make me smile Or do what you want, running wild
There's nothing left, all gone and run away Maybe you'll tarry for a while It's just a test, a game for us to play Win or lose, it's hard to smile Resist, resist, it's from yourself you have to hide
Come up and see me, to make me smile Or do what you want, running wild
There ain't no more, you've taken everthing From my belief in Mother Earth How can you ignore my faith in everything Coz I know what Faith is and what it's worth Away, away, and don't say maybe you'll try
T'come up and see me, to make me smile Or do what you want, just running wild
Come up and see me, make me smile Or do what you want, running wild
Come up and see me, make me smile Or do what you want, running wild
Little Lies Composer(s): Christine McVie - Eddie Quintela First release by: Fleetwood Mac - 1987
If I could turn the page in time Then I'd rearrange just a day or two Close my, close my, close my eyes
But I couldn't find a way So I'll settle for one day to believe in you Tell me, tell me, tell me lies
Tell me lies Tell me sweet little lies (Tell me lies, tell me, tell me lies) Oh, no, no you can't disguise (You can't disguise, no you can't disguise) Tell me lies Tell me sweet little lies
Although I'm not making plans I hope that you understand there's a reason why Close your, close your, close your eyes
No more broken hearts We're better off apart let's give it a try Tell me, tell me, tell me lies
Tell me lies Tell me sweet little lies (Tell me lies, tell me, tell me lies) Oh, no, no you can't disguise (You can't disguise, no you can't disguise) Tell me lies Tell me sweet little lies
If I could turn the page in time Then I'd rearrange just a day or two Close my, close my, close my eyes
But I couldn't find a way So I'll settle for one day to belive in you Tell me, tell me, tell me lies
Tell me lies Tell me sweet little lies (Tell me lies, tell me, tell me lies) Oh, no, no you can't disguise (You can't disguise, no you can't disguise)
Tell me lies Tell me sweet little lies (Tell me lies, tell me, tell me lies) Oh, no, no you can't disguise (You can't disguise, no you can't disguise) Tell me lies Tell me sweet little lies (Tell me, tell me lies)
Little Latin Lupe Lu Composer(s): Bill Medley First release by: The Righteous Brothers - 1963 Covered by multiple other artists
Talk about my baby Little Latin Lupe Lu She's a hot footin' baby There ain't no dance she couldn't do She's my groovy little baby, hey-hey Little Latin Lupe Lu
A-bop-a-bop-a, Lupe Lu Well, shake it, shake it, shake it, Lupe Wahtusi pretty baby, hey-hey C'mon and do the hoochie coo My true love, pretty baby, hey-hey Little Latin Lupe Lu
If ya wanna do the twist Lupe Lu can put it down If ya Wah-Wahtusi She's the best for miles around She's my Mash Potato baby, hey-hey Little Latin Lupe Lu
A-bop-a-bop-a, Lupe Lu A-shake it, shake it, shake it, Lupe Wahtusi pretty baby, hey-hey C'mon and do the hoochie coo My true love, pretty baby, hey-hey Little Latin Lupe Lu
Ah, one more time A-shake-it, shake-it, shake-it, Lupe You Wahtusi pretty baby, hey-hey C'mon and do the hoochie coo My true love, pretty baby, hey-hey Little Latin Lupe Lu (Little Latin Lupe Lu)
A-bop-a-bop-a, Lupe Lu (Little Latin Lupe Lu) A-shake it, shake it, shake it, Lupe (Little Latin Lupe Lu) Wahtusi pretty baby, hey-hey (Little Latin Lupe Lu) C'mon and do the hoochie coo (Little Latin Lupe Lu)
My true love, pretty baby, hey-hey (Now we're done) Little Latin Lupe Lu (Little Latin Lupe Lu) A-bop-a-bop-a, Lupe Lu (Little Latin Lupe Lu) A-shake it, shake it, shake it, Lupe
Make Me Say It Again Girl Composer(s): Ernie Isley; Marvin Isley; Ronald Isley; Rudolph Isley; O'Kelly Isley; Chris Jasper Performer(s): The Isley Brothers and various other artists
O, Oh, I believe you are a rainbow You're all the heaven I need to see You're the promise everlasting Ah, cuz where you are I hope to be
Oh make me say it again girl Make me say it again girl Make me say it again girl
You're all I need (Ah, yes you are) You're all (all)... You're all I need... You're all I need
Whatever pains inside You make it better You seem to realize Where I'm concerned You are the only who Goes through changes Giving my life direction When I am turned
And, oh, oh make me say it again girl Make me say it again girl Make me say it again girl
You're all I need (Ah, yes you are) You're all (all)... You're all I need... You're all I need, ooh, ooh, ooh You're all I need
How am I worthy of Love from an angel Princess superior of my soul Don't really matter if you Choose not to answer Hopin' that what I reveal You already know
And, Ah, make me say it again girl Make me say it again girl Make me say it again girl
You're all I need (Ah, yes you are) You're all You're all I (oooh, oooh, oooh) You're all I need
Ah, sweet lady Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh, Ooh
Girl you're all I need (I love you) Girl you're all I need Girl you're all I need Girl you're all I need
Ah, Why don't you say it again girl Girl you're all I need Girl you're all I need (I wanna sing it, yeah) Girl you're all I need I wanna, ooh, ooh, ooh, say it again girl I wanna sing it, girl I believe, I believe, I believe You're all I need Say it again girl
Little Kawai Composer(s): Walter Becker Performer(s): Walter Becker
Here's a note from one Miss Turnbull Certain homework was not done Tiny holes in brand new windows From an unknown BB gun Cinder Annie and your Big Mommie Say the facts all point to you
But they don't love you Little Kawai Not the way that I do Not the way that I do
That new squirt gun Eric got you Don't you aim it over here That's a mean song Eldon taught you I no longer wish to hear And where he says babies come from This is not completely true
That's a tall one Little Kawai And those bad boys They don't love you Not the way that I do
In the morning in spite of everything We'll go driving in our car Straight to IHOP where it's well-known The world's junkest pancakes are Maple syrup on those french fries They say it's no good for you
But you're still growing Little Kawai What do they know Do they love you Not the way that I do Not the way that I do
Little Joe, The Wrangler Composer(s): Nathan Howard - Jack Thorp Performer(s): Chris LeDoux and multiple other artists
Little Joe the wrangler, he'll wrangle never more His days with the remuda, they're all done It was long about last April he rode into our camp Just a little Texas stray and all alone It was long late in the evening when he rode into our camp On a little old brown pony he called Shaw In his brogan shoes and coveralls, a harder lookin' kid You never in you life have seen before
His saddle was a Sother kack built many years ago An OK spur on one foot idly hung With his bed roll in a cotton sack was loosely tied behind And a canteen from the saddle horn he'd slung
Said he had to leave his home because his paw had married twice His new maw beat him every day or two So he saddled up old Shaw one night and lit a shuck this way Thought he'd try and paddle now his own canoe
Said he'd try to do the best he could if we'd only give him work Though he didn't know straight up about a cow So the boss, he cut him out a mount and kinda put him on And we knew he liked our little stray somehow
Well, he taught him how to heard the horses and learned to know 'em all And to get 'em in by daylight if he could And to follow the chuck wagon and to always hitch the team And to help the carsonaro rustle wood
We had driven to Red River and the weather it was fine We were camped down on the south side of the bend When a Norther started blowin' we called the extra guard 'Cause it took all hands to hold the cattle in
Now little Joe the wrangler was called out like the rest Barely had the kid got to the heard When the cattle, they stampeded - like a hailstorm on they flew With all of us a ridin' for the lead
Between the streaks of lightnin' we could see a horse ahead It was little Joe the wrangler in the lead He was riding old Blue Rocket with a slicker o'er his head And he's trying to check the leaders in their speed
We finally got'em millin' and they sort of quieted down The extra guard back to the camp did go But one of them was missing and we all knew at a glance 'Twas our little Texas strayboy, wrangler Joe
We found him there at sun up where old Blue Rocket fell In some washout twenty feet below Beneath his horse smashed to a pulphis spur had rung the knell For our little Texas stray bos, wrangler Joe
Little Joe the wrangler, he'll wrangle never more His days with the remuda, they're all done It was long about last April he rode into our camp Just a little Texas stray and all alone
Make Me Know It (If You Mean What You Say) Composer(s): Williams; Temple Performer(s): Blanche Calloway
Make me know it, baby, I crave some action Make me know it, baby, prove what you say I want no fooling, and I don't mean maybe I've had my fooling; I wasn't born today
Make me know it, baby, if you mean business Make me know it, baby, and don't delay I like your style, your smile, your pretty hair But this don't get me anywhere Make me know it if you mean just what you say
You claim that you love me true And there's nothing you won't do Now, sweet child, if you're sincere Listen while I cuddle near I've heard the sweet wind blow before Had the wolf at my door My brain isn't made of wood I guess it's understood
Oh, baby, I crave some action Oh, baby, prove what you say I want no fooling, and I don't mean maybe I've had my fooling; I wasn't born today
Baby, if you mean business Baby, now don't delay I like your style, your smile, your pretty hair But this don't get me anywhere Make me know it if you mean just what you say
Little Jeannie Composer(s): Elton John - Gary Anthony Osborne First release by: Elton John - 1980 Covered by multiple other artists
Oh little Jeannie, you got so much love, little Jeannie And you take it where it strikes and give it to the likes of me Oh little Jeannie, she got so much love, little Jeannie So I see you when I can, you make me all a man can be
And I want you to be my acrobat, I want you to be my lover Oh there were others who would treat you cruel And oh little Jeannie, you were always someone's fool
Little Jeannie, you got so much time, little Jeannie Though you've grown beyond your years, you still retain the fears of youth Oh little Jeannie, you got so much time, little Jeannie But you're burning it up so fast, searching for some lasting truth
And I want you to be my acrobat, I want you to be my lover Oh there were others who would treat you cruel But oh Jeannie, I will always be your fool
And I want you to be my acrobat, I want you to be my lover Oh there were others, and I've known quite a few But oh oh Jeannie, I'm still in love with you
Stepped into my life from a bad dream Making the life that I had seem suddenly shiny and new Oh Jeannie I'm so in love with you Stepped into my life from a bad dream
