The People That You Never Get To Love
Composer(s): Rupert Holmes
Performer(s): Rupert Holmes



You're browsing through a second hand bookstore
And you see her in non-fiction V through Y
She looks up from World War Two
And then you catch her catching you catching her eye
And you quickly turn away your wishful stare
And take a sudden interest in your shoes
If you only had the courage, but you don't
She turns and leaves and you both lose

And you think about
The people that you never get to love
It's not as if you even have the chance
So many worth a second life
But rarely do you get a second glance
Until fate cuts in on your dance

And you'll see her on a train that you've just missed
At a bus stop where your bus will never stop
Or in a passing Buick when you've been pulled over by a traffic cop
Or you'll share an elevator, just you two
And you'll rise in solemn silence to your floor
Like the fool you are you get off
And she leaves your life behind a closing door

And you think about
The people that you never get to love
The poem you intended to begin
The saddest words that anyone has ever said
Are "Lord what might have been"
But noone said you get to win

Still you're never gonna miss what you don't know
And you don't know who you'll meet at half past three
It could be a total stranger who looks something just exactly much like me

One of the people that you never get to love
One of the people that you never get to love
The people that you nver get to love

Oh, How Much I Love You
((Adapted from: Dio, Come Ti Amo (Domenico Modugno) - 1966))
Composer(s): Domenico Modugno - Paul Vance - Lee Pockriss
Performer(s): Domenico Modugno - 1966
and multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1966 - Dios, Como Te Amo
1966 - Meus Deus, Como Te Amo (Giane)
1977 - Nu Gasesc Cuvinte (Alla Baianova)
2007 - Bože, Kako Te Volim (Tereza Kesovija)



Remember?
Why must I remember?
Why can't I simply close my eyes and go to sleep
And make her disappear?
Why must I always hear?
 
Dio, come ti amo
I still can hear her say
Oh God, how much I love you
And yet I walked away
 
The wind began to blow
And all the leaves went flying
She stood there in the night
And tried to keep from crying
 
Dio, come ti amo
What could I say or do?
When love has lost its meaning
It's over and it's through?
 
And so I went away
From someone who was waiting
To hold me in her arms
In an embraced celebrating
 
But that was long ago
And many loves had I
But only one was real
And that I let slip by
 
Dio, come ti amo
 
Dio, come ti amo
Those were the words she said
Oh God, how much I love you
Keeps running through my head
 
I know it's much too late
But I go right on prey
To have her back again
So she can hear me say
 
Dio, come ti amo
God, how much I love you

The Pennsylvania Polka
Composer(s): Lester Lee - Z. Manners
Performer(s): Harry Roy & His Band
and multiple other artists



Him: 
Strike up the music the band has begun
The Pennsylvania Polka
Pick out your partner and join in the fun
The Pennsylvania Polka
It started in Scranton, it’s now No 1
It’s bound to entertain you
Everybody has a mania
To do the polka from Pennsylvania

Her: 
While they’re dancing

Him: 
Everybody’s cares are quickly gone

Her: 
Sweet romancing

Him: 
This goes on and on until the dawn

Her: 
They’re so carefree

Him: 
Gay with laughter happy as can be
They stop to have a beer
Then the crowd begins to cheer
They kiss and then they start to dance again

The Payback
Composer(s): Fred Wesley - John Starks - James Brown
First release by: James Brown - 1974



Hey! Gotta gotta pay back!! (The big payback)
Revenge!! I'm mad (the big payback)
Got to get back! Need some get back!! Pay Back! (the big payback)
That's it!! Payback!!! Revenge!!!
I'm mad!!
Get down with my girlfriend
That ain't right!!
Hollarin' cussin', you wanna fight
Payback is a thing you gotta see
Brother do any damn thing to me
Sold me out, for chicken change (yes you did!!)
Told me that they, they had it all arranged
You had me down, and thats a fact
Now you punk
You gotta get ready
For the big payback!! (the big payback!!)
That's where I am, the big payback (the big payback!!)
I can do wheelin', I can do dealin' (yes you can!!)
But I don't do no damn squealin'
I can dig rappin', I'm ready!! I can dig scrappin'
But I can't dig that backstabbin' (Oh No!!)
The brother get ready!! Thats a fact!!
Get ready you Mother, for the big payback (The big Payback!!)
Let me hit 'em hit'em!! Hey Hey!! woooooooooooo!
Took my money, you got my honey
Don't want me to see what you doing to me
I got to get back I gotta deal with you!!
I got to get back I gotta deal with you!!
I got to get back I gotta deal with you!!
I got to get back I gotta deal with you!!
Hey let me tell ya!!
Get down with my woman, that ain't right!
You hollarin' and cussin', you wanna fight!!
Don't do me no darn favor,
I don't know karate, but I know Ka-Razor!!!! (yes we do!!)
Get ready that's a fact
Get ready you Mother for the big payback (the big payback!)
Hey!! I'm a man! I'm a man!
I'm a son of a man, but don't they tell ya then pappa can
Get ready for the big payback (the big payback!!) Hit 'em again!!
Get ready I need it, I need a hit again!!
Say it once
Say it once
Say it once
Hit 'emagain!!(the big payback!!)
Sold me out for chump change
Said my woman had it all arranged
Tryin' to make a deal, she wants to squeal
But I had my boys on her heals
Saw me comin', told a lie
Went down like you wanted to cry
I don't care what she does, she'll be doin' just like she was
Take those kids and raise them up
Somebody teach em to be rightous tough
Take her, take that woman, it's one place she found
Just run that mother out of town!!
Got to get up!! Got to get up, get out!!
Got to get up!! Got to get up, get out!!
I'm mad!! I want revenge, I want revenge (the big payback!!)
I want revenge
I want revenge
I want revenge (the big payback!!)
Give me those hits!! I want some hits!!
I need those hits, hit me!! 

The Patty Duke Show Theme
Composer(s): Sid Ramin - Bob Wells



Meet Cathy, who's lived most everywhere 
From Zanzibar to Barclay Square
But Patty's only seen the sights 
A girl can see from Brooklyn Heights — What a crazy pair! 

But they're cousins
Identical cousins all the way 
One pair of matching bookends 
Different as night and day

Where Cathy adores a minuet
The Ballet Russes, and crepe suzette 
Our Patty loves to rock and roll
A hot dog makes her lose control — What a wild duet! 

Still, they're cousins
Identical cousins and you'll find 
They laugh alike, they walk alike
At times they even talk alike  
You can lose your mind 
When cousins are two of a kind 

The Path Of Love
Composer(s): Tony Romeo
Performer(s): The Cowsills



Well come on
follow down the Path of Love
Come on little children
gather 'round me and hear what I say
To lead the life you should
you got to strive to be good ev'ry day
You can brighten the dark
with a light in your heart
that'll shine like the sun above
So come on
follow down the Path of Love
Come on, ev'rybody together
Come on, let me show you the way
Come on, we can do much better
follow down the Path of Love
Come on, ev'rybody together
Come on, let me show you the way
Come on, we can do much better
follow down the Path of Love
Believe there is someone who loves you
no matter what
You can count your blessings
and be happy with whatever you've got
Won't you brighten the dark
with a light in your heart
you better shine like the sun above
So come on
follow down the Path of Love
Come on, ev'rybody together
Come on, let me show you the way
Come on, we can do much better
follow down the Path of Love
Come on, ev'rybody together
Come on, let me show you the way
Come on, we can do much better
follow down the Path of Love 

The Past Sure Is Tense
Composer(s): Don Van Vliet
First release by: Captain Beefheart and The Magic Band - 1982



The past sure is tense
they're heading up for the main event
all those people seem to be hell-bent
see those people up on top of the fence
and the man down there
selling knotholes through the fence
the little shoe generation man
I found your print on a dollar bill
I found your print on an Indian mound
I found your print on the statue at the sound
I found your print on the elephant ground
I found your print in the beautiful mountains
the grass no longer grew around
I found your print in my mind 
the past sure is tense
the past sure is tense
no you got the wrong idea
no you got the wrong intent
the carpenter carpenterized my vent
the only peephole
where is my dent
the past sure is tense
the past sure is tense
the past sure is now
I don't see how
see those people that used to
throw those tents
you can't see them now
they're in past tense
the past sure is tense 

The Passenger
Composer(s): Iggy Pop - Ricky Gardiner
First release by: Iggy Pop - 1977
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1992 - O Passageiro (Capital Inicial)
2004 - De Reiziger (Aliaz)



I am a passenger
And I ride and I ride
Ride through the city's back sides
See stars come out of the sky
Yeah the bright and hollow sky
You know it looks so good tonight
I am a passenger
I stay under glass
I look through my window so bright
See the stars come out tonight
I see the bright and hollow sky
Over the city's red back side
And everything looks good tonight

Sing it
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la

Get into the car
We'll be the passengers
We'll ride through the city at night
See the city's red back side
See the bright and hollow sky
See the stars that shine so bright
The stars made for us tonight

Oh the passenger
How how he rides
Oh the passenger
He rides and he rides
Looks through his window
What does he see?
Sees the bright and hollow sky
Sees the stars come out tonight
Sees the city's red back side
Sees the winding ocean drive
And everything was made for you and me
All of it was made for you and me
It just belongs to you and me
So let's take a ride
See what's mine

Sing it
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la

Sing it
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la

Sing it
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la

O Passageiro
((Adapted from: The Passenger (Iggy Pop) - 1977))
((Dutch Version: De Reiziger (Aliaz) - 2004))
Composer(s): Iggy Pop - Ricky Gardiner - Dinho Ouro Preto - Bozzo Barretti
Performer(s): Capital Inicial - 1992



Eu sou o passageiro
Eu rodo sem parar
Eu rodo pelos subrbios escuros
Eu vejo estrelas saindo no cu
o claro e o vazio do cu
Mas essa noite tudo soa to bem
Entre no meu carro
Ns vamos rodar
Seremos passageiros da noite
E veremos a cidade em trapos
E veremos o vazio do cu
Sob os cascos dos subrbios daqui
Mas essa noite tudo soa to bem
Cantando l-l, l-l (l-l-l-l)
Cantando l-l, l-l (l-l-l-l)
Cantando l-l, l-l (l-l-l-l) l-l-l
Olha o passageiro
Como, como ele roda
Olha o passageiro
Roda sem parar
Ele olha pela janela
E o que ele v
Ele v sinais no cu
E ele v as estrelas que saem
E ele v a cidade em trapos
E ele v o caminho do mar
E tudo isso foi feito pra mim e voc
Tudo isso foi feito pra mim e voc
Simplesmente pretence a mim e voc
Ento vamos rodar e ver o que meu
Cantando l-l, l-l (l-l-l-l)
Cantando l-l, l-l (l-l-l-l)
Cantando l-l, l-l (l-l-l-l) l-l-l
Cantando l-l, l-l (l-l-l-l)
Cantando l-l, l-l (l-l-l-l)
Cantando l-l, l-l (l-l-l-l) l-l-l
Eu sou o passageiro
Eu rodo sem parar
Eu sou o passageiro
Eu rodo sem parar
Eu sou o passageiro

The Party's Over
Composer(s): Willie Nelson
Performer(s): Willie Nelson



Turn out the lights
The party's over
They say that
All good things must end
Call it tonight
The party's over
And tomorrow starts
The same old thing again

But the crazy crazy party
Never seen so many people
Laughing dancing
Look at you you're having fun
But look at me
I'm almost cryin'
That don't keep her love from dyin'
Misery cause for me the party's over
Turn out the lights...

Once I had a love undyin'
I didn't keep it but I tried
Life for me was just one party
And then another
I broke her heart so many times
I had to have my parting wife
I had to have my party
Why broke her heart so many times
But one day she said
Sweetheart the party's over
Turn out the lights...

The Party's Over (Hopelessly In Love)
Composer(s): Steve Perry
Performer(s): Journey



You never call me up
when I'm alone at night
What can this poor boy do
when he's hopelessly in love with you

So I will tell you now
This love is falling down
Just what more can I do
When I'm hopelessly in love with you

Hopelessly in love
Hopelessly in love
Hopelessly in love with you

So I will tell you this
Our love is in abyss
Just what more can I do
When I'm hopelessly in love with you

You never call me up
When I'm alone at night
What can a poor boy do
When he's hopelessly in love with you

Hopelessly in love
Hopelessly in love
Hopelessly in love with you

Hopelessly in love
Hopelessly in love
I'm hopelessly in love with you

Ooh bye bye baby

The party's over
I have gone away

The party's over
I have gone away

The party's over
Over

The party's over
I have gone away

(Repeat)...

The Party's Over
Composer(s): Betty Comden - Adolph Green - Jule Styne
First performance/First release by: Judy Holliday - 1956
Covered by multiple other artists



The party's over, it's time to call it a day
They've burst your pretty balloon
And taken the moon away
It's time to wind up the masquerade
Just make your mind up
The piper must be paid

The party's over, the candles flicker and dim
You danced and dreamed through the night
It seemed to be right just being with him
Now you must wake up, all dreams must end
Take off your makeup, the party's over
It's all over, my friend

The party's over, it's time to call it a day
They've burst your pretty balloon
And taken the moon away
Now you must wake up, all dreams must end
Take off your makeup, the party's over
It's all over, my friend

It's all over, my friend

The Partisan
((Adapted from: La Complainte Du Partisan (Anna Marly) - 1963))
Composer(s): Emmanuel d'Astier de la Vigerie - Anna Marly - Hy Zaret
Performer(s): Leonard Cohen - 1969
and multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1974 - Il Partigiano (Daiano)
2004 - De Partizane (Yasmine & Thé Lau)



When they poured across the border
I was cautioned to surrender
this I could not do
I took my gun and vanished

I have changed my name so often
I've lost my wife and children
but I have many friends
and some of them are with me

An old woman gave us shelter
kept us hidden in the garret
then the soldiers came
she died without a whisper

There were three of us this morning
I'm the only one this evening
but I must go on
the frontiers are my prison

Oh, the wind, the wind is blowing
through the graves the wind is blowing
freedom soon will come
then we'll come from the shadows

Les Allemands étaient chez moi
ils me dirent, "Signe toi"
mais je n'ai pas peur
j'ai repris mon arme
J'ai changé cent fois de nom
j'ai perdu femme et enfants
mais j'ai tant d'amis
j'ai la France entière
Un vieil homme dans un grenier
pour la nuit nous a caché
les Allemands l'ont pris
il est mort sans surprise

(The Germans were at my home
They said, "Sign yourself"
But I am not afraid
I have retaken my weapon
I have changed names a hundred times
I have lost wife and children
But I have so many friends
I have all of France
An old man, in an attic
Hid us for the night
The Germans captured him
He died without surprise)

Oh, the wind, the wind is blowing
through the graves the wind is blowing
freedom soon will come
then we'll come from the shadows

La Complainte Du Partisan
Composer(s): Emmanuel d'Astier de la Vigerie - Anna Marly
First release by: Anna Marly - 1963
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1969 - The Partisan (Leonard Cohen)
1974 - Il Partigiano (Daiano)
2004 - De Partizane (Yasmine & Thé Lau)



Les Allemands étaient chez moi
On m'a dit "Résigne-toi"
Mais je n'ai pas pu
Et j'ai repris mon arme

Personne ne m'a demandé
D'où je viens et où je vais
Vous qui le savez
Effacez mon passage

J'ai changé cent fois de nom
J'ai perdu femme et enfants
Mais j'ai tant d'amis
Et j'ai la France entière

Un vieil homme dans un grenier
Pour la nuit nous a cachés
Les Allemands l'ont pris
Il est mort sans surprise

Hier encore, nous étions trois
Il ne reste plus que moi
Et je tourne en rond
Dans la prison des frontières

Le vent souffle sur les tombes
La liberté reviendra
On nous oubliera
Nous rentrerons dans l'ombre

De Partizane
((Adapted from: La Complainte Du Partisan (Anna Marly) - 1963))
Composer(s): Emmanuel d'Astier de la Vigerie - Anna Marly - Thé Lau
Performer(s): Yasmine & Thé Lau - 2004

Versions In Other Languages:
1969 - The Partisan (Leonard Cohen)
1974 - Il Partigiano (Daiano)



En ze kwamen hier in zwermen
Ik, gemaand tot overgave, ik gaf mezelf niet aan
Ik greep mijn wapen en verdween
Vaak ben ik van naam veranderd
Vrouw en kind heb ik verloren
Vrienden heb ik veel, en sommige zijn bij me
Een oude vrouw bood ons bescherming
Ze verborg ons op haar zolder
Toen kwamen zij eraan
Zonder een woord is ze gestorven
Nog drie van ons vanmorgen
Nu, vanavond, ik alleen, en ik moet door
Gevangen tussen grenzen
De wind huilt kil over de velden
Graven huiveren in stormen, maar de vrijheid komt
En dan komen wij tevoorschijn

Les allemands étaient chez moi
Ils me dirent résigne-toi
Mais, je n’ai pas peur
J’ai perdu femme et enfants
Mais j’ai tant d’amis
J’ai la France entière
Un vieil homme dans un grenier
Pour la nuit a caché
Les Allemands l’ont pris
Il est mort sans surprise

Oh, de wind huilt kil over de velden
Graven huiveren in stormen, maar de vrijheid komt
En dan komen we te voorschijn 

The Parson Of Puddle
Composer(s): Greatrex 'Rex' Newman
Performer(s): Stanley Holloway



In the sweet little, neat little
Only one street little 
Parish of Puddle 
O’er which I preside
There dwells a young lady 
whose name is O’Grady 
prefixed by the Christian names Caroline Sady 
And rumour has stated
The facts circulated
That she is as thin as a lath 
And I’m bound to admit 
That she is every bit
For I saw her today in her bath... 
chair and noticed the fact plain to see 
O lack a day, O lack a day, O lack a day me

In the high little
Spry little, feel rather dry little 
Parish of Puddle 
O’er which I preside
We had a school outing 
With races and shouting
For little girl guides and little boys scouting 
And when all the teachers 
Were cooling their features 
With something that fizzed in a glass 
One said “Don’t you think 
You’d like something to drink” 
I said “Yes, I should like a small Bass... -ket of strawberries 
With cream and some tea

In the bright little
Tight little, stay out all night little 
Parish of Puddle 
O’er which I preside
It fell to my duty
To wed a stage beauty
To one of the Air Forces second leftooty
In every relation
Showed great jubilation
When just as a twelve month had run
One fine Wednesday night 
With the greatest delight
She presented her spouse with a son...
Day school hymn book
That cost One and three

In the blank little, swank little, two pubs and bank little
Parish of Puddle 
o'er which I preside 
A spinster named Mary 
Once opened a dairy 
And as new laid eggs, seemed to be necessary
She purchased some hens 
In most beautiful pens
But when egg collecting she went
She found with dismay 
That those birds could not lay 
For each of those fowls was a gentle... 
and shy little rooster you see
O lack a day, O lack a day, O lack a day me

The Parade Of The Wooden Soldiers
Composer(s): Leon Jessel - Ballard MacDonald
Performer(s): Shirley Temple



The toy shop door is locked up tight
And ev'rything is quiet for the night
When suddenly the clock strikes twelve
The fun's begun
The dolls are in their best array
There's going to be a wonderful parade
" Hark to the drum, oh, here they come"
Cries ev'ryone
Hear them all cheering
Now they are nearing
There's the captain stiff as starch
Bayonets flashing
Music is crashing
As the wooden soldiers march
Sabers a-clinking
Soldiers a-winking
At each pretty little maid
Here they come!
Here they come!
Here they come!
Here they come!
Wooden soldiers on parade

Ding, Dong, Ding
Composer(s): Robert Hargreaves - Stanley Damerell - Evans
Performer(s): Billy Cotton & His Band



A new version of the bells
Yes, but not by Henry Irving

Now listen laddie, I have a story

Now we’ve been entreated to sing like the birds
That tweet in the valleys and dells
Ah! But let’s improve that, or in other words
Let’s all try and sing like the bells

Ding, dong, ding
Chime in the chorus and sing, sing, sing
Ding, dong, ding
Clear as a bell let it ring, ring, ring
Let all us musical people
Sing like the bells in the steeple
Ding, dong, ding
Simply chime in the chorus and sing, sing, sing

The bells
Yes, here comes the bride 
Sweet thing
Yers! And here comes her mother
Dear old soul
Ooh! And here come the bridegroom
Poor blighter

Hey, Abe, do you think that’s our fire they go to?
Shut your face, you fool
Our fire ain’t till Tuesday

Hello, hello, darling wifey, I won’t be home till late this evening, spending an evening with a sick friend

Alright, dear, don’t keep her out too late

Let all us musical people
Sing like the bells in the steeple
Ding, dong, ding
Simply chime in the chorus and sing, sing, sing

The Parachute Jump
Composer(s): Jerry Livingston - Mack David
Performer(s): Dean Martin



The parachute jump
The parachute jump
It's thrilling to do a dance that's new
The parachute jump

When the music begins to ride
Then you begin to glide
Bouncing from side to side
The parachute jump

You leap into space
Smile on your face
What'd you know, down there below
The world is in place

Hold it steady so you won't slip
Attaboy, let 'er rip
Then you begin to dip
The parachute jump

You dance and while you dance
Angels are singing songs from high in the blue
You dance, so high a dance
Suddenly Heaven's doors are open to you

You sway and as you sway
All of your dreams, it seems, are comin' true
You whirl into a spin, loving the spin you're in
When you do, do, do
The parachute jump
The parachute jump
You drop and you drop
And pop, you stop and land with a bump

If you really would like to fly
Feel like a bird on high
Take my advice and try
The parachute jump
The parachute jump
(The parachute jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump)
(Jump, Jump!)

Dean Marin & Chorus:
The parachute jump
The parachute jump
You wanta fly like a bird in the sky
Then you'd better try
The parachute jump

The Paper Boy
Composer(s): Catherine Williamson - Bill Haley
Performer(s): Bill Haley



Extra, extra, read all about it
Extra, extra, read all about it
Extra, extra, read all about it

Gather round everybody
Gonna tell you a story
About a little feller
He’s really very meller
He sells the daily papers
On Main Street, USA

Now he’s cuttin’ capers
Peddling his papers
Spreads a lot of sunshine
Day time or night time
Brightens up the corner
Of Main Street, USA

Well-a extra, extras, read all about it
Extra, extra, just sing and shout it
A sharp-a little cat
In a shoe button hat
In his spare time he rocks and he rolls

Shoutin’ with the rhythm
Ya gotta get with ‘im
Sandy hair and pug nose
Turtle neck and torn clothes
That’s the little paper boy
On Main Street, USA

Go, go, go, go, go

Well-a extra, extras, read all about it
Extra, extra, just sing and shout it
A sharp-a little cat
In a shoe button hat
In his spare time he rocks and he rolls

Shoutin’ with the rhythm
Ya gotta get with ‘im
Sandy hair and pug nose
Turtle neck and torn clothes
That’s the little paper boy
On Main Street, USA

Extra, extra, read all about it
Extra, extra, read all about it
Extra, extra, read all about it
Tell me just what do you read