That Cat Is High
Composer(s): J. Mayo Williams
Performer(s): Manhattan Transfer
and multiple other artists



Folks I'm mellow as a honeydew! (Oh yeah, yeah)

That cat is high
Look at that look in his eye
On man he's high
The cats higher than a kite

When you see him stumblin'
Up and down the street
You know that cat's been drinkin'
Got no shoes upon his feet

Man he's high
I said that cat is high
Yes he's high
Man he's higher than a kite

That cat is high
Look at that look in his eye
You know I wouldn't lie
That cat is higher than a kite

Boys he's high
Oh look at them two black eyes
Oh me oh my
That cat is higher than the sky

When you see him tippin'
Round and round the block
Oh you know that cat he's very beat
Hip clean down to his socks

That cat is high
Look at that look in his eye
Oh me oh my
That cat is higher than the sky
Yeah!

"Shoot some liquor to me John Boy!"

When you see him stumblin'
Up and down the street
You know that cat's been drinkin'
Got no shoes upon his feet

Man he's high
Yes he's high
My oh my
The cat's higher than a kite

He's high (That cat is high)
So high (That cat is high)
My my (Oh man he's high)
He's high (He's high)

He's high (That cat is high)
So high (That cat is high)
My my (Oh man he's high)

I want the home cookin' mama w/ the fryin' pan!
Well I know that cat is high!
Hee hee -- yeah!
That's right! 

Chicka Boom
Composer(s): Bob Merrill
Performer(s): Guy Mitchell; Mitch Miller, His Orch. & Chorus



Chicka-boom, chicka-rack
Chicka-boom, chicka-rack
Chicka-boom, chicka-rack, she's singin'
Her shoes paddy-wack in front and the back
And her yellow curls go swingin'
Bells just rang, Bo-o-o-ing
My eyes lit up and my heart went bang
Her shoes paddy-wack in the front and the back
Chicka-boom, chicka-racky-boom

It was way up in Alaska 
And the moment that I passed her
In my heart a little bugle blew attack
Though I knew I should resist her
I walked up to her and kissed her
And she didn't slap my face, she kissed me back

Chicka-boom, chicka-rack
Chicka-boom, chicka-rack
Chicka-boom, chicka-rack, she's singin'
Her shooes paddy-wack in front and the back
And her yellow curls go swingin'
Bells just rang, Bo-o-o-ing
My eyes lit up and my heart went bang
Her shoes paddy-wack in the front and the back
Chicka-boom, chicka-racky-boom

Told me she was from Seattle
Where her Daddy raises cattle
But she's far away from home and so forlorn
Said the Yukon had her freezin'
And it would be mighty pleasin'
If I'd hug her once or twice to keep her warm

Chicka-boom, chicka-rack
Chicka-boom, chicka-rack
Chicka-boom, chicka-rack, she's singin'
Her shooes paddy-wack in the front and the back
And her yellow curls go swingin'
Bells just rang, Bo-o-o-ing
My eyes lit up and my heart went bang
Her shoes paddy-wack in front and the back
Chicka-boom, chicka-racky-boom

Oh, for her love I'd swim to China
But I'm not a rich goldminer
I can't give her things like rings an' fancy furs
But I'm still not gonna back-up
Gonna paint my little shack up
I'll tell her if she wants it, well it's hers

Chicka-boom, chicka-rack
Chicka-boom, chicka-rack
Chicka-boom, chicka-rack, she's singin'
Her shoes paddy-wack in the front and the back
And her yellow curls go swingin'
Bells just rang, Bo-o-o-ing
My eyes lit up and my heart went bang
Her shoes paddy-wack in the front and the back
(Her shoes paddy-wack in the front and the back)
Chicka-boom, chicka-rack, chicka-boom, chicka-rack
(Chicka-boom, chicka-rack, chicka-boom, chicka-rack)
Chicka-boom, chicka-rack
Boom, chicka-rack
Boom, chicka-rack
Chicka-boom

Thanks To The Rolling Sea
Composer(s): Ruth Batchelor - Bob Roberts
First recording/First release by: Elvis Presley - 1962



Thanks to the rolling, rolling, rolling, thanks to the rolling sea
Thanks to the rolling, rolling, rolling, thanks to the rolling sea
Fish on the table and fish on the fire, fried fish hanging on the tree
Everything here that your heart desires, thanks to the rolling sea
Thanks to the rolling sea

Living is good and living is fine, were happy as can be
We owe all this to the salty brine, thanks to the rolling sea
Thanks to the rolling sea

We work all day but our hearts are gay, and while we work we sing
The mighty sea is good to us and weve got everything
Abalone steaks and tuna fish cakes, taste so heavenly
We know who we owe it to, thanks to the rolling sea
Thanks to the rolling, rolling, rolling, thanks to the rolling sea
Thanks to the rolling, rolling, rolling, thanks to the rolling sea
Thanks to the rolling, rolling, rolling, thanks to the rolling sea
Thanks to the rolling, rolling, rolling, thanks to the rolling sea

Thanks For The Mem'ries
Composer(s): Jerry Crutchfield
Performer(s): Barbara Fairchild



Your kiss is the morning dew that makes my roses grow
And the way I feel about you I want the whole wide world to know
When I snuggle in your arms in the middle of the night
I love all the things you say and the way you treat me right
So I'll say...

(Thanks)
Thanks for the mem'ries
(Darling thanks)
Those loving mem'ries
(Memories)
That I take to bed with me each night
(I'm saying thanks)
Thanks for the mem'ries
(Darling thanks)
Those wonderful mem'ries
That help to make each day go just right

Each day brings a brand new world but your love stays the same
I'm so thankful that you're mine because you never seem to change
And then when the nighttime comes you know what I'm thinking of
And for all you mean to me and the sweetness of your love, I'm saying...

(Thanks)
Thanks for the mem'ries
(Darling thanks)
Those loving mem'ries
(Memories)
That I take to bed with me each night
(I'm saying thanks)
Thanks for the mem'ries
(Darling thanks)
Those wonderful mem'ries
That help to make each day go just right

Thanks For The Memory
Composer(s): Ralph Rainger - Leo Robin
First performance by: Bob Hope & Shirley Ross - 1938
Covered by multiple other artists



Thanks for the memory
Of sentimental verse
Nothing in my purse
And chuckles
When the preacher said
For better or for worse
How lovely it was

Thanks for the memory
Of Schubert's Serenade
Little things of jade
And traffic jams
And anagrams
And bills we never paid
How lovely it was

We who could laugh over big things
Were parted by only a slight thing
I wonder if we did the right thing
Oh, well, that's life, I guess
I love your dress

Thanks for the memory
Of faults that you forgave
Of rainbows on a wave
And stockings in the basin
When a fellow needs a shave
Thank you so much

Thanks for the memory
Of tinkling temple bells
Alma mater yells
And Cuban rum
And towels from
The very best hotels
Oh how lovely it was

Thanks for the memory
Of cushions on the floor
Hash with Dinty Moore
That pair of gay pajamas
That you bought
And never wore

We said goodbye with a highball
Then I got as high as a steeple
But we were intelligent people
No tears, no fuss
Hooray for us

Strictly entire nous
Darling, how are you?
And how are all
Those little dreams
That never did come true?

Awfully glad I met you
Cheerio and toodle-oo
Thank you
Thank you so much

Chicago Style
Composer(s): Johnny Burke - Jimmy Van Heusen
Performer(s): Bob Hope & Bing Crosby
and multiple other artists



Bing: Look out!
Bob: You ready for this?

Who's that comin' down the thoroughfare
The sunshine flashin' on his ring
Bowin' left and right and here and there
That's Chester, the trombone king

He gets his shirts straight from Paris
Cigarettes from the Nile
He tallks like a 'eyebrow', but he plays Chicago style

He gets his shoes made in London
And they're real crocodile
But he plays trombone... Chicago style

Bob: And he sometimes plays sweet
Bing: Hup-toodle-oodle-oodle-dee-ooo
Both: But sweet or hot, he's always got
That real gut-bucket beat

He's got a neat Latin moustache
And the girls love his smile
But he plays trombone... Chicago style
A trombone made in Newark
Played in Chicago style

Chicago style

Chicago style

Bing: He gets his neckties from Naples
And his socks from Argyle
Speaks Oxford English, but he plays Chicago style

Bing: Wears a stickpin from Rio, are you listenin'
You can see it for a mile
But he plays trombone... Chicago style

Bob: And he sometimes plays sweet
Bing: Uncle Jake's weary blues
Both: But sweet or hot, he's always got
That real gut-bucket beat

He likes New York for the Opera
And gets two on the aisle
But he plays trombone... Chicago style
A trombone made in Newark
Played in Chicago style

Bing: Yes sir
Bob: Hey-hey
Both: A trombone played Chicago style

Thanks A Million 
Performer(s): Hildegarde



Thanks a million – a million thanks to you
For everything that love could bring you brought to me

How can I convey it all – I don’t want to bore you
Oh, it’s so hard to say it all, standing here before you
There’s so very much to say in so many ways
But I’ve found a different way in a current phrase
Oh, thanks a million – a million thanks to you 
For everything that love could bring you brought to me
Each tender love word you happened to say 
Is hidden away in memory’s bouquet
Oh, thanks a million, for I remember, too
The tenderness that your caresses taught me
You made a million dreams come true 
And so I’m saying thanks a million to you

Yes, thanks a million to you

Thanks A Lot
Composer(s): Eddie Miller - Don Sessions
First release by: Ernest Tubb and His Texas Troubadours - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists



Thanks, thanks a lot
I got a broken heart that’s all I got
You made me cry and I cried a lot
I lost your love baby thanks a lot

You told our friends as I was passing by
That you’re not sorry that you made me cry
You said I deserved just what I got
Well if that’s how you feel baby thanks a lot

Thanks, thanks a lot
I got a broken heart that’s all I got
You made me cry and I cried a lot
I lost your love baby thanks a lot

You wanted a fool and I played the part
Now all I’ve got is a broken heart
We loved a little and laughed a lot
Then you were gone Honey thanks a lot

Thanks, thanks a lot
I got a broken heart that’s all I got
You made me cry and I cried a lot
I lost your love baby thanks a lot 

Thanks
Composer(s): Sam Coslow - Arthur Johnston
Performer(s): Bing Crosby 
and multiple other artists



We used to dwell in love's own palace
A palace of dreams come true
Now that we're through, I bear no malice
Though we've called it a day, all I can say is...

Thanks for all the lovely delights I found in your embrace
I'm thankful, though I know it's ending all too soon

And thanks for unforgettable nights I never can replace
And memories that linger like a haunting tune

It is better to have loved you, dear, and lost
Than never to have loved at all
Yes, it's better, for no matter what the cost
I held the world in sway, an Emperor for a day

And thanks again for taking me on the road to paradise
We lost our way, but still I must convey my thanks

Thank You, North America
Composer(s): Sammy Fain - Jack Yellen
Performer(s): Carmen Miranda



Thank you North America
Thank you for your goodwill
There's a lot more on the dances
In New York than in Brazil

Oh, oh North America
I’ve seen your Hollywood
When it comes to love and romance
You yourselves are pretty good

We hear your music as much 
as ours playing on our radio
And as for lovers, your Tyron Power is not bad
And I ought to know

In the splendour of your uniforms
You’re such dangerous Yanks
In your arms I must surrender
And this Brazilian says a million

Thanks North America
A million, million thanks

We thank you North America
You are very okay
North Americans and Rhumba
And the Salsa, American way

No place like America
Hollywood and New York
Where you can ????
To Brazilian ???? 

We hear your music as much 
as ours playing on our radio
And as for lovers, your Tyron Power is marvelous
And I ought to know

In the splendour of your uniforms
You’re so such dangerous Yanks
In your arms I must surrender
And this Brazilian says a million

Thanks North America
A million, million thanks 

Thank You Very Much 
Composer(s): Mike McGear
Performer(s): The Scaffold



Thank you very much for the Aintree Iron, thank you very much, thank you very very very much 
Thank you very much for the Aintree Iron, thank you very very very much
Thank you very much for the birds and bees, thank you very much, thank you very very very much 
Thank you very much for the birds and bees, thank you very very very much

Thank you very much for the family circle, thank you very much, thank you very very very much 
Thank you very much for the family circle, thank you very much, thank you very very very very very very very very much

You don't know how much they all mean, they seem better in my dreams 
It was simply spiffing and true, let me whisper 'I love you' 

Thank you very much for love
Thank you very much , thank you very very very much 
Thank you very much for love 
Thank you very very very much

Thank you very much for the Sunday joint 
Thank you very much, thank you very very very much 
Thank you very much for the Sunday joint and our... 
Cultural heritage, national beverage, being fat, Union jack, nursery rhyme, Sunday times, napalm bomb, everyone! 
Thank you very much, thank you very very very very, very very very very much 

Thank you very much for playing this record, thank you very much, thank you very very very much 
Thank you very much for playing this record, thank you very very very much

Thank you very much for our gracious team 
Thank you very much, thank you very very very much
Thank you very much for our gracious team 
Thank you very very very much! 

Thank You Very Much
Composer(s): Charles Dickens - Leslie Bricusse
Performer(s): Anton Rodgers & Albert Finney



On behalf of all the people who have assembled here
I would merely like to mention, if I may
That our unanimous attitude
Is one of lasting gratitude
For what our friend has done for us today
And therefore I would simply like to say 

Thank you very much
Thank you very much
That's the nicest thing that anyone's ever done for me
I may sound double Dutch
But my delight is such
I feel as if a losing war's been won for me

And if I had a flag, I'd hang me flag out
To let us all the final victory touch
But since I left me flag at home
I simply have to say 
Thank you very, very, very much
Thank you very, very, very much

Thank you very much
Thank you very much
That's the nicest thing that anyone's ever done for me
It sounds a bit bizarre
The things the way they are
I feel as if another life's begun for me
And if I had a canon I would fire it
To let us all see the grace of touch
But since I left me canon at home
I simply have to say 
Thank you very, very, very much
Thank you very, very, very much

For he's a jolly good fellow
For he's a jolly good fellow
For he's a jolly good fellow
And so say all of us

Thank you very much
Thank you very much
That's the nicest thing that anyone's ever done for me
It isn't every day
Good fortune comes me way
I never thought the future would be fun for me
And if I had a bugle I would blow it
To add a sort o' how's your father's touch
But since I left me bugle at home
I simply have to say 
Thank you very, very, very much
Thank you very, very, very much

No, no, dear friends, it is I who should thank you

Thank you very much
Thank you very much
That's the nicest thing that anyone's ever done for me
The future looks alright
In fact it looks so bright
I feel as if they probably sing this song for me
And if I had a drum, I'd have to bang it
To add a sort o' rumpty tumpty touch
But since I left me drummer at home
I simply have to say 

Thank you very, very, very much
Thank you very, very, very much

Thank You So Much Missus Lowsborough Goodby 
Composer(s): Cole Porter
Performer(s): Fred Astaire



Mrs. Lowsborough-Goodby gives weekends
and her weekends are not a success
but she asks you so often
you finally soften
and end by answering "Yes"
When I left Mrs. Lowsborough-Goodby's
The letter I wrote was polite
But it would have been bliss
Had I dared write her this
The letter I wanted to write

Thank you so much, Mrs. Lowsborough-Goodby
Thank you so much
Thank you so much for that infinite weekend with you
Thank you a lot, Mrs. Lowsborough-Goodby
Thank you a lot

And don't be surprised if you suddenly should be quietly shot
For the clinging perfume
And that damp little room
For those cocktails so hot
And the bath that was not
For those guests so amusing and mentally bracing
Who talked about racing and racing and racing
For the ptomaine I got from your famous tin salmon
For the fortune I lost when you taught me backgammon
For those mornings I spent with your dear but deaf mother
For those evenings I passed with that bounder, your brother
And for making me swear to myself there and then
Never to go for a weekend again
Thank you so much, Mrs. Lowsborough-Goodby
Thank you, thank you so much

Thank You Satan
Composer(s): Léo Ferré
First release by: Léo Ferré - 1961



Pour la flamme que tu allumes
Au creux d'un lit pauvre ou rupin
Pour le plaisir qui s'y consume
Dans la toile ou dans le satin
Pour les enfants que tu ranimes
Au fond des dortoirs chérubins
Pour leurs pétales anonymes
Comme la rose du matin

Thank you Satan

Pour le voleur que tu recouvres
De ton chandail tendre et rouquin
Pour les portes que tu lui ouvres
Sur la tanière des rupins
Pour le condamné que tu veilles
À l'Abbaye du monte en l'air
Pour le rhum que tu lui conseilles
Et le mégot que tu lui sers

Thank you Satan

Pour les étoiles que tu sèmes
Dans le remords des assassins
Et pour ce cœur qui bat quand même
Dans la poitrine des putains
Pour les idées que tu maquilles
Dans la tête des citoyens
Pour la prise de la Bastille
Même si ça ne sert à rien

Thank you Satan

Pour le prêtre qui s'exaspère
À retrouver le doux agneau
Pour le pinard élémentaire
Qu'il prend pour du Château Margaux
Pour l'anarchiste à qui tu donnes
Les deux couleurs de ton pays
Le rouge pour naître à Barcelone
Le noir pour mourir à Paris

Thank you Satan

Pour la sépulture anonyme
Que tu fis à Monsieur Mozart
Sans croix ni rien sauf pour la frime
Un chien, croque-mort du hasard
Pour les poètes que tu glisses
Au chevet des adolescents
Quand poussent dans l'ombre complice
Des fleurs du mal de dix-sept ans

Thank you Satan

Pour le péché que tu fais naître
Au sein des plus raides vertus
Et pour l'ennui qui va paraître
Au coin des lits où tu n'es plus
Pour les ballots que tu fais paître
Dans le pré comme des moutons
Pour ton honneur à ne paraître
Jamais à la télévision

Thank you Satan

Pour tout cela et plus encor
Pour la solitude des rois
Le rire des têtes de morts
Le moyen de tourner la loi
Et qu'on ne me fasse point taire
Et que je chante pour ton bien
Dans ce monde où les muselières
Ne sont plus faites pour les chiens...

Thank you Satan!

Thank You For The Use Of The Hall
From the film "Little Miss Broadway" (1938)
Composer(s): Walter Bullock - Harold Spina
Performer(s): Shirley Temple



Your honor I lay my case before you
With the show, you're invited now to see with me
It's a wow and I hope that you'll agree with me
Their business, Show business
Just comes to no business without backing
That's all they're lacking
All they need is a chance
A chance to smile, to laugh, to sing to dance
And that is that, and that is all
So, thank you for the use of the hall

Thank You For The Music
((French Version: Envoyez Le Générique (Maurice Barrier & Marie Framboise) - 1983))
Composer(s): Benny Andersson - Björn Ulvaeus
First release by: ABBA - 1977
Covered by multiple other artists



I'm nothing special, in fact I'm a bit of a bore
If I tell a joke, you've probably heard it before
But I have a talent, a wonderful thing
'Cause everyone listens when I start to sing
I'm so grateful and proud
All I want is to sing it out loud

So I say
Thank you for the music, the songs I'm singing
Thanks for all the joy they're bringing
Who can live without it, I ask in all honesty
What would life be?
Without a song or a dance what are we?
So I say thank you for the music
For giving it to me

Mother says I was a dancer before I could walk
She says I began to sing long before I could talk
And I've often wondered, how did it all start?
Who found out that nothing can capture a heart
Like a melody can?
Well, whoever it was, I'm a fan

So I say
Thank you for the music, the songs I'm singing
Thanks for all the joy they're bringing
Who can live without it, I ask in all honesty
What would life be?
Without a song or a dance what are we?
So I say thank you for the music
For giving it to me

I've been so lucky, I am the girl with golden hair
I wanna sing it out to everybody
What a joy, what a life, what a chance!

So I say
Thank you for the music, the songs I'm singing
Thanks for all the joy they're bringing
Who can live without it, I ask in all honesty
What would life be?
Without a song or a dance what are we?
So I say thank you for the music
For giving it to me

Envoyez Le Générique
((Adapted from: Thank You For The Music (ABBA) - 1977))
Composer(s): Benny Andersson - Björn Ulvaeus - Alain Boublil - Daniel Boublil
Performer(s): Maurice Barrier & Marie Framboise - 1983



Je vous aimais bien, vous tous qui suiviez mes cours
Et je ne vais pas vous ennuyer d'un long discours

Promis je vais faire court
Vous dire sans détour
Que j'ai rencontré un monsieur charmant
Et pas prince pour autant
Je vous quitte, c'est la faute à l'amour

C'est parti...
Envoyez le générique, l'histoire est finie
La géographie... nie aussi
Décraquez les cancres, les tocards et les costauds
Plus besoin
On va tous lever l'ancre, à bientôt
C'est parti, envoyez le générique
Quatre, trois, deux, un, rideau !

Vous n'aviez pas tous la bosse des mathématiques
Oui mais quand on bosse, il faut avoir l'esprit logique

Et si je n'm'abuse
Aucune science infuse
Ne donne le carré de l'hypothénuse
Alors promettez-moi
De faire mieux quand je ne s'rai plus là

On fait des voyages ensemble dans les livres d'images
On se sépare à la dernière page
C'est magique
Fantastique
En musique

C'est parti, envoyez le générique

C'est lui qui a l'dernier mot

Thank You For Being A Friend
Composer(s): Andrew Gold
First release by: Andrew Gold - 1978



Thank you for being a friend
Traveled down a road and back again
Your heart is true, you're a pal and a confidant

I'm not ashamed to say 
I hope it always will stay this way 
My hat is off, won't you stand up and take a bow

And if you threw a party 
Invited everyone you knew
You would see the biggest gift would be from me
And the card attached would say 

Thank you for being a friend

If it's a car you lack
I'd surely buy you a Cadillac
Whatever you need any time of the day or night

I'm not ashamed to say 
I hope it always will stay this way
My hat is off, won't you stand up and take a bow

And when we both get older
With walking canes and hair of gray 
Have no fear even though it's hard to hear
I will stand real close and say

Thank you for being a friend

And when we die
And float away 
Into the night
The milky way 
You'll hear me call
As we ascend 
I'll say your name
Then once again 

Thank you for being a friend

Thank You Darling
Composer(s): Fini Busch - Werner Scharfenberger
Performer(s): The Supremes



Thank you Darling
Thank you Baby
Für die schönen Tage
Auch wenn es heute vorbei ist
Auch wenn Du mir nicht mehr treu bist
Auch wenn es nur Liebelei war
War es wunderbar
(war es wunderbar)

Thank you Darling
Thank you Baby
Für die schönen Tage
Wir waren beide gemeinsam
Wir waren beide nicht einsam
Weil alles andere als Illusion ist
Dank ich dir dafür
(dank ich dir dafür)

Morgen da ist es so weit (so weit)
Und darum sag ich dir heut
Thank you Darling
Thank you Baby
Für die schönen Tage
Es wird nie mehr im Leben
Das andere Glück für mich geben
Das ich dir so sehr dafür danken
Thank you and goodbye
Thank you and goodbye

Morgen da ist es so weit (so weit)
Und darum sag ich dir heut
Thank you Darling
Thank you Baby
Für die schönen Tage
Es wird ja nie mehr im Leben
Das andere Glück für mich geben
Das ich dir so sehr dafür danken
Thank you and goodbye
Thank you and goodbye
Thank you and goodbye
Thank you and goodbye 

Thank You And Goodnight
Composer(s): Bob Feldman - Jerry Goldstein - Richard Gottehrer - Marty Sanders
Performer(s): The Angels; Klaus Doldinger



Thank you and goodnight
Thank you and goodnight
Thank you and goodnight
Thank you and goodnight

Thank you for showing
Me a wonderful time
Gee, everything just
Turned out so fine

So thank you and goodnight
Thank you and goodnight
Thank you and goodnight

Funny, the hours seemed
To go by so fast
I hope that this time
Won't be the last
I want to see you again
(See you again)

I never felt this way before
After a very first date
I never knew what
One kiss could do
Gee, but the feeling is great

Baby, it's getting late
And I've gotta go
Here's something that
You ought to know
I've had the time of my life
(Time of my life)

Thank you and good night
Thank you and goodnight
Thank you and goodnight...

Thank you, baby
I had a wonderful time
Thank you, baby