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  • 11-06-1976
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    The Streak
    Composer(s): Ray Stevens
    Performer(s): Ray Stevens



    Hello everybody, this is your action news reporter
    With all the news that is news across the nation
    On the scene at the super market
    There seems to have been some disturbance here
    Pardon me sir, did you see what happened?
    Yeh, I did... I was standing over there by the tomatoes
    And here he come
    Running thru the pole beans, thru the fruits and vegetables
    Naked as a jay-bird
    And I hollered over at Ethel... I said don't look Ethel
    It was too late, she'd already been incensed...

    Here he comes, boogie-dy, boogie-dy
    There he goes, boogie-dy, boogie-dy
    And he ain't wearin' no clothes
    Oh yes, they call him the streak
    Fastest thing on two feet
    He's just as proud as he can be
    Of his anatomy
    He's gonna give us a peek
    Oh yes, they call him the streak
    He likes to show off his physique
    If there's an audience to be found
    He'll be streakin' around
    Invitin' public critique...

    This is your action news reporter once again
    And we're here at the gas station
    Pardon me sir, did you see what happened?
    Yeh, I did... I was just in here gettin' my tires checked
    And he just appeared out of the traffic
    Come streakin' around the grease rack there
    Didn't have nothing on but a smile
    I looked in there and Ethel was gettin' her a cold drink
    I hollered... Don't look Ethel
    It was too late... She'd already been mooned
    Flashed her right there in front of the shock absorbers

    He ain't rude, boogie-dy, boogie-dy
    He ain't lewd, boogie-dy, boogie-dy
    He's just in the mood to run in the nude
    Oh yes, they call him the streak
    He likes to turn the other cheek
    He's always making the news
    Wearin' just his tennis shoes
    Guess you could call him unique...

    Once again, your action news reporter in the booth at the gym
    Covering the disturbance at the basketball playoffs
    Pardon me sir, did you see what happened?
    Yeh, I did... half-time, I was just going down there
    To get Ethel a snow cone
    Here he come right our of the cheap seats
    Dribblin'... right down the middle of the court
    Didn't have on nothin' but his PF's
    Made a hook shot and got out thru the concession stand
    I hollered up at Ethel, I said don't look Ethel
    It was too late... She'd already got a free shot
    Grandstanded... Right there in front of the home team

    Here he comes... look... who's that with him?
    Ethel, is that you, Ethel?
    What do you think you're doing?
    You get your clothes on!

    Ethel, where you going?
    Ethel, you shameless hussy
    Say it isn't so Ethel
    Ethel...



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Come Back Paddy Reilly To Ballyjamesduff
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    Come Back Paddy Reilly To Ballyjamesduff
    Composer(s): William Percy French
    Performer(s): Daniel O'Donnell
    and various other artists



    The Garden of Eden has vanished, they say
    But I know the lie of it still
    Just turn to the left at the bridge of Finea
    And stop when halfway to Cootehill.
    'Tis there I will find it
    I know sure enough
    When fortune has come to me call
    Oh the grass it is green around Ballyjamesduff
    And the blue sky is over it all
    And tones that are tender and tones that are gruff
    Are whispering over the sea
    "Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff
    Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me"

    My mother once told me that when I was born
    The day that I first saw the light
    I looked down the street on that very first morn
    And gave a great crow of delight
    Now most newborn babies appear in a huff
    And start with a sorrowful squall
    But I knew I was born in Ballyjamesduff
    And that's why I smiled on them all
    The baby's a man, now he's toil-worn and tough
    Still, whispers come over the sea
    "Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff
    Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me"

    The night that we danced by the light of the moon
    Wid Phil to the fore wid his flute
    When Phil threw his lip over "Come Again Soon"
    He's dance the foot out o' yer boot!
    The day that I took long Magee by the scruff
    For slanderin' Rosie Kilrain
    Then, marchin' him straight out of Ballyjamesduff
    Assisted him into a drain
    Oh, sweet are the dreams, as the dudeen I puff
    Of whisperings over the sea
    "Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff
    Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me"

    I've loved the young women of every land
    That always came easy to me
    Just barrin' the belles of the Black-a-moor brand
    And the chocolate shapes of Feegee
    But that sort of love is a moonshiny stuff
    And never will addle me brain
    For the bells will be ringin' in Ballyjamesduff
    For me and me Rosie Kilrain!
    And through all their glamour, their gas and their guff
    A whisper comes over the sea
    "Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff
    Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me"

    I've struck oil at last!
    I've struck work, and I vow
    I've struck some remarkable clothes
    I've struck a policeman for sayin' that now
    I'd go back to my beautiful Rose
    The belles they may blarney
    the boys they may bluff
    But this I will always maintain
    No place in the world like Ballyjamesduff
    No guril (sic) like Rosie Kilrain
    I've paid for my passage, the sea may be rough
    But borne on each breeze there will be
    "Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff
    Come home, Paddy Reilly, to me"



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Ring Of Clover
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    Ring Of Clover
    Performer(s): The Whites



    Across a field of memories
    rest upon a yellow page
    there among the flowers
    it seems like only yesterday

    We made a ring
    ring of clover
    Made a vow
    to love no other
    Diamonds I
    would never trade
    for the ring of clover that we made

    Gone a sweet tomorrow
    taking on the winds of change
    Still we will remember
    the love we promised on that day

    We made a ring
    ring of clover
    Made a vow
    to love no other
    Diamonds I
    would never trade
    for the ring of clover that we made

    We made a ring
    ring of clover
    Made a vow
    to love no other
    Diamonds I
    would never trade
    for the ring of clover that we made

    Diamonds I
    would never trade
    for the ring of clover that we made

    Mmmmmm...




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    10-06-1976
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    The Strawberry Roan
    Composer(s): Curley Fletcher - Fred Howard - Nat Vincent
    Performer(s): Bill Boyd & His Cowboy Wranglers
    and multiple other artists



    I was hanging round town, just spending my time
    Being out of a job and not earning a dime
    A fellow walks up, and he says, "I suppose
    You're a bronc rider, from the looks of your clothes"

    "Well, you figured me right, and I'm a good one, I claim
    Would you happen to have any outlaws to tame?"
    He says, "I've got one and a good one to buck
    At throwing top riders he's had lots of luck"

    He says this here's one pony that's never been rode
    And the man that gets on him is bound to get throwed
    I got all het up and I asked what he'd pay
    To ride this old nag for a couple of days

    Well, he offered me ten, and I says, "I'm your man
    For the bronc isn't living that I couldn't fan"
    He says, "Get your saddle, I'll give you the chance"
    So we hopped in his buckboard and rode to his ranch

    Out in the horse corral, standing alone
    Is an old cavallo, a strawberry roan
    Little pin ears that touch at the tip
    A big 44 brand upon his left hip

    He was spavined all round, and he had pigeon toes
    Little pig eyes, and a big roman nose
    U-necked and old, with a long lower jaw
    You could tell at a glance he's a regular outlaw

    Well, I buckle on my spurs, and I'm sure feeling fine
    I pull down my hat and I pick up my twine
    Throw my loop on him, and well I know then
    Before he gets rode, I'll sure earn my ten

    I get the blinds on him with a terrible fight
    Next comes the saddle, and I cinch him up tight
    Then I step on him and raise up the blinds
    "Get out of the way, boys, he's bound to unwind!"

    Well, I threw him his head, and I'll say he unwound
    He seemed to quit living down here on the ground
    Went up in the east and come down in the west
    I'm sitting up on him and doing my best

    He sure was a frog-walker, he heaved a big sigh
    He only lacked wings for to be on the fly
    Turned his old belly right up to the sun
    He sure was a sunfishing son of a gun

    He's about the worst bucker I've seen on the range
    He could turn on a nickle and give you some change
    I lost both my stirrups and also my hat
    I'm reaching for leather and blind as a bat

    He come down on all fours, and he went up on high
    And he left me a-spinning up there in the sky
    Turned over twice and I come down to the earth
    And I lit into cussing the day of his birth

    Now I know there's ponies that I cannot ride
    There's some of them living, they haven't all died
    But I'll bet my money there's no man alive
    Who can stay with old Strawberry when he makes his high dive



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Come Back Liza
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    Come Back Liza
    Composer(s): Irving Burgie; William A. Attaway
    Originally performed by: Harry Belafonte



    Whenever I'm away from Liza, water come to me eye
    Every time I'm away from Liza, water come to me eye

    Come back Liza, come back girl
    Wipe the tear from me eye
    Come back Liza, come back girl
    Wipe the tear from me eye

    When the evening starts to fall, water come to me eye
    I need to hear my liza call, water come to me eye

    Come back Liza, come back girl
    Wipe the tear from me eye
    Come back Liza, come back girl
    Wipe the tear from me eye

    Standing here in the marketplace, water come to me eye
    I need to see my Liza's face, water come to me eye

    Come back Liza, come back girl
    Wipe the tear from me eye
    Come back Liza, come back girl
    Wipe the tear from me eye

    Whenever I'm away from Liza, water come to me eye
    Whenever I'm away from Liza, water come to me eye

    Come back Liza, come back girl
    Wipe the tear from me eye
    Come back Liza, come back girl
    Wipe the tear from me eye



    Categorie:Eng. Songs
    Tags:Harry Belafonte

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    Ring My Bell
    Composer(s): Frederick Knight
    Performer(s): Anita Ward



    I'm glad you're home
    Well, did you really miss me?
    I guess you did by the look in your eye (look in your eye, look in your eye)
    Well lay back and relax while I put away the dishes
    Then you and me can rock a bell

    You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell
    You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell
    You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell
    You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell

    The night is young and full of possibilities
    Well come on and let yourself be free
    My love for you, so long I've been savin'
    Tonight was made for me and you

    You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell (ring my bell, ding-dong-ding)
    You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell (ring my bell, ring-a-ling-a-ling)
    You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell (ring my bell, ding-dong-ding)
    You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell (ring my bell, ring-a-ling-a-ling)

    (you can ring my bell, you can ring my bell
    ding, dong, ding, ah-ah, ring it!
    you can ring my bell, anytime, anywhere
    ring it, ring it, ring it, ring it, oww!
    you can ring my bell, you can ring my bell
    ding, dong, ding, ah-ah, ring it!
    you can ring my bell, anytime, anywhere
    ring it, ring it, ring it, ring it, oww!)

    You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell (ring my bell, ding-dong-ding)
    You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell (ring my bell, ring-a-ling-a-ling)
    You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell (ring my bell, ding-dong-ding)
    You can ring my be-e-ell, ring my bell (ring my bell, ring-a-ling-a-ling)




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    09-06-1976
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    The Stranger (Two Souls In Communion)
    Composer(s): Ron "Pigpen" McKernan
    Performer(s): Grateful Dead



    What are they seeing, when they look in each other's eyes?
    What are they feeling, when they see each other's smile?
    Is it a love I've never known - or an emotion that I've outgrown?

    Did I take a wrong turning on life's winding road?
    Won't somebody help me find the right way to go?
    My life need some correction, alteration in direction
    Won't somebody comfort me for a while - yes, I'm lost

    What is the secret of this tie that binds?
    Two souls in communion, both body and mind
    Is it special magic, or just the nature of things?
    Conceived of great spirit, not for beggars but kings

    You who have found it, please help me along
    I'm a man, I'm a man, - I'm not made out of stone
    My needs they are simple, I don't want many things
    But I truly want to fly on those wings of love one more time

    That's all I need (fly up, fly home)
    I want to fly on them wings (fly up, fly home)
    I want to fly on them wings of love (fly up, fly home)
    I'm a stranger here (fly up, fly home)
    Won't somebody help me now (fly up, fly home)
    I wake up early in the morning (fly up, fly home)
    you know I never saw you babe (fly up, fly home)
    I just can't seem to understand
    Can't seem to understand what's wrong (fly up, fly home)
    What I wanna do is take a little ride with you, on the wings of love
    Woh-oh one more time, one more time



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Come Back Little Sheba
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    Come Back Little Sheba
    Composer(s): Lenny Kaye; Patti Smith
    Performer(s): Patti Smith



    Come back little Sheba
    I hear them calling
    Open your ears
    Awake from thy sleep
    High above
    The stars are falling
    Open your arms
    And you shall receive

    The lights of the city
    So bold and flashing
    All of its riches
    Imparted to thee
    Robes of saffron
    Robes of standing
    A road of crimson
    Spread at your feet

    Your robes of standing
    Your robes of saffron
    Your road of crimson
    All pleasing to me
    But close your lights
    Close your gates
    I must arise
    My flock awaits

    Farewell little Sheba
    I hear them a'calling
    Here is your staff
    Tend to thy sheep
    Good wishes be with you
    If that be your calling
    Farewell little Sheba
    Arise and take leave



    Categorie:Eng. Songs

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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.Ring Dang Doo
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    Ring Dang Doo
    Composer(s): Joy Byers; Robert Tubert
    Performer(s): Sam The Sham & The Pharaohs;
    Lyres; Les Sexareenos



    Well - you can have your gold and your diamonds too
    All I want is a ring dang doo
    Well I've been all over this great big world
    Hey
    Looking for a ring dang doo
    I've fallen in love with a thousand girls
    Yeah
    Looking for a ring dang doo
    I've got a mojo and some voodoo too
    But I ain't never found a ring dang doo
    Well I was down ina New Orleans
    Looking for a ring dang doo
    I fell in love with a girl in blue jeans
    Looking for a ring dang doo
    But I can't stay though my love is true
    I gotta keep looking for a ring dang doo
    Ring dang doo
    Where are you
    What are you
    From Mexico to the Philippines
    Yeah
    Looking for a ring dang doo
    Well I've drunk with peasants and I've dined with kings
    Looking for a ring dang doo
    But I ain't never found a single clue
    I've gotta keep a-looking for a ring dang doo
    Well people call me crazy every single day
    Yeah
    Looking for a ring dang doo
    But I don't care what people may say NO
    Looking for a ring dang doo
    I don't know what it looks like
    Or what it can do
    I gotta find that ring dang doo
    Ring dang ring dang ring dang doo
    Ring dang ring dang ring dang doo
    You can have your gold and your diamonds too
    All I want is a ring dang doo

    Now is an interpolation of "ring dang ring dang ring dang doo" repeating with comments like
    "Yeah where are you" and "You gotta show yourself" in the background as the song fades away




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    08-06-1976
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    Doctor Heckle And Mr. Jibe
    Composer(s): Dick McDonough
    Performer(s): The Dorsey Brothers
    and multiple other artists



    Who gathers all the talk o' the town
    Who gives it to you, doesn't ???
    Who caters to the girls if they try
    Doctor Heckle and Mr. Jibe

    They corner each and all of the clues
    They publish what'll soon become news
    Likewise, you'd better subscribe
    To Doctor Jekyll and Mr. Jibe

    When there's room for argument
    Get out them hammer and tongs
    They don't know from nothin' so
    They always wind up kickin' dogs

    Yeah, yeah'n begin
    Just bring 'round a bottle o' gin
    Take a lesson on how to invite
    From Doctor Heckle and Mr. Jibe

    But last, somethin' confidentially new
    Yeah, the credit where the credits due
    The Pullitzer Prize for the champion liars
    Goes To Heckle M.D. and Jibe Esquire



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Come Back Baby
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    Come Back Baby
    Performer(s): Buddy Holly



    Come back baby - baby won't you come back
    come back baby to me
    now I know why all sad hearts cry
    baby baby come to me

    Ah well I cried all night ever since you left me
    nothing has gone right - oh lonely old me

    I say come back baby - baby won't you come back
    come back baby to me
    now you know I love you so
    baby baby come to me

    When you left me all alone to sing the blues
    I waited by the phone to get good news

    That you would come back baby - baby won't you come back
    come back baby to me
    now you know I love you so
    baby baby come to me
    wo, come back baby to me



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    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Ring A Ding
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    Ring A Ding
    Composer(s): Michel Fugain; Claude Lemesle
    Performer(s): Michel Fugain



    Je vais te raconter l'histoire (Faut c'qu'y faut)
    D'un gars qui voulait changer l'histoire (Trop c'est trop)
    Il était fils de militaire et né dans un canon (Boum!)
    Sur sa brassière y avait déjà des galons
    Un homme de guerre, c'est pas la moitié d'un con
    Un petit coup de Marseillaise (Oh non!)
    Un petit coup de La Madelon (Sûrement pas!)
    Vive l'amour à la française
    Et vive la France et la Corrèze
    Oooh. Tout finit par des chansons
    Moi mon gars je veux pas changer l'histoire, je veux rien changer du tout
    Je laisserai rien de rien dans les mémoires, mais je m'en fous
    Ring a ding, ring a ding, ring a ding
    Ring a ding, ring a ding
    Oui je m'en fous

    Il épousa un jour de gloire (Faut c'qu'y faut)
    Une demoiselle nommée victoire (Trop c'est trop)
    Elle était fille de légionnaire, d'ailleurs elle sentait bon (Beurk)
    Devant le Maire, la belle n'a pas dit non
    Elle était fière d'être la moitié d'un con (Allez!)
    Un petit coup de Marseillaise (Ouais allez tiens)
    Un petit coup de La main Delon (Non)
    Vive l'amour à la française
    Et vive Pimpaul et ses falaises
    Oooh. Tout finit par des plongeons
    Moi mon gars je n'veux pas changer l'histoire, je veux rien changer du tout
    Je laisserai rien de rien dans les mémoires, mais je m'en fous
    Ring a ding, ring a ding, ring a ding
    Ring a ding, ring a ding
    Oui je m'en fous

    Voici la fin de mon histoire (Faut c'qu'y faut)
    Bien sûr c'est difficile à croire (Trop c'est trop)
    Un jour au cœur de la mitraille, un boulet de canon (Boum!)
    fit une entaille plus large que ses gallons
    Du champ d'bataille, sortit la moitié d'un con (Et allez)
    Un petit coup de Marseillaise (Hola non, non)
    Un petit coup de La main Delon (J'ai dit non)
    Vive l'amour à la française
    Et vive enfin le Père Lachaise
    Oooh
    Tout finit au goupillon
    Ah moi mon gars je veux pas changer l'histoire, je veux rien changer du tout
    Je laisserai rien de rien dans les mémoires, mais je m'en fous
    Ring a ding, ring a ding, ring a ding
    Ring a ding, ring a ding
    Ring a ding, ring a ding, ring a ding
    Oui je m'en fous...




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    07-06-1976
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    The Strange Little Girl
    Composer(s): Jerry Ross - Richard Adler
    Performer(s): Cowboy Copas



    Now, I don't know who she was
    And I don't know where she came from
    I only know there was an angel glow
    In the eyes of the strange little girl

    My sweetheart and I had a quarrel
    I was troubled as a body can get
    So, I put on my coat and walked out into the night
    When a strange little girl I met

    Now, I don't know who she was
    And I don't know where she came from
    I only know there was an angel glow
    In the eyes of the strange little girl

    She told me she knew of our quarrels
    And I listened as she softly spoke on
    She said, true love is rare
    So don't lose the love you share
    And before I could speak, she was gone

    Now, I don't know who she was
    And I don't know where she came from
    I only know there was an angel glow
    In the eyes of the strange little girl

    Ran back to the home of my sweetheart
    And I told her of the girl I did see
    She said, darling I prayed you'd forgive me and return
    For the same little girl came to me

    Now, I don't know who she was
    And I don't know where she came from
    I only know there was an angel glow
    In the eyes of the strange little girl
    I only know there was an angel glow
    In the eyes of the strange little girl



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    Come Back And Take This Hurt Off Me
    Composer(s): Covay; Miller
    Performer(s): Small Faces



    Come back and take this hurt off me
    Come back and take this hurt off me
    baby, come back and take this hurt off me
    'Cause I'm too young, to be in misery, now
    baby, come back and take this hurt off me

    I've been waitin' at the bus station
    'cause that's where you left me standin'
    Got my clothes in a twenty-five-cent locker
    I'll be here till the Greyhound brings you back again, baby

    Come back and take this hurt off me
    Come back and take this hurt off me
    baby, come back and take this hurt off me
    'Cause I'm too young, to be in misery, now
    baby, come back and take this hurt off me

    I knocked on my mother's door, she said, "Steven, walk on in!"
    Son, you don't have to say a mumbling word,
    she left my little baby again
    Yes, she did, now!

    Come back and take this hurt off me
    baby, come back and take this hurt off me
    Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby now, what kind of love could this be
    baby, baby, baby, I don't know what you've done
    it got me, it got me, it got me, yes, it did!



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    Rin Tin Tin
    Performer(s): Stanley Keyana



    So brave is Corporal Rusty
    Though he is just a boy
    How true as Private Rin Tin Tin
    They are the army's ride and joy

    Yo Rinny, Yo Rinny
    Pals through thick and thin

    From all the tales of the west
    We'll remember best
    Corporal Rusty and Private Rin Tin Tin

    Yo Rinny, Yo Rinny
    Pals through thick and thin

    From all the tales of the west
    We'll remember best
    Corporal Rusty and Private Rin Tin Tin




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    06-06-1976
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    Story Of Tina
    Composer(s): Hassall - Katrivanou
    Performer(s): Al Martino



    The story of Tina began in the springtime
    When Tina was sweet seventeen
    The boy said he loved her and she gave a promise
    The truest that ever has been
    And then came the wedding one morning in May
    And still they are sweethearts
    Though years roll away
    The story of Tina is Love's grand adventure
    As sweet as a love song can be
    The story of Tina and me

    The boy said he loved her and she gave a promise
    The truest that ever has been
    And then came the wedding one morning in May
    And still they are sweethearts
    Though years roll away
    The story of Tina is Love's grand adventure
    As sweet as a love song can be (Can't you see)
    The story of Tina and me



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    Come Back And Shake Me
    Composer(s): Kenny Young
    Performer(s): Clodagh Rodgers; Paige Claire



    Come back and shake me, take me in your arms
    Squeeze me, please me, Baby, Baby
    Shake me, make me yours again
    Hug me, bug me, be my friend, I'm lonely

    My sleeves are all torn, my buttons are loose
    My makeup's starting to fade away
    The sparkle you put in my dolly eye
    Is gone since that cloudy bye-bye day

    My room is my house, my bed is my home
    My pillow's my friend, my only friend
    Your old baby doll, your raggedy doll
    Is waiting for you to play again

    Come back and shake me, take me in your arms
    Squeeze me, please me, Baby, Baby
    Shake me, make me yours again
    Hug me, bug me, be my friend, I'm lonely

    Bring your old tools and fix up my heart
    And get your old doll together
    And put back the colour gone from my lips
    Kiss 'em and make it better

    My love is my life, my life is my love
    My world is my man, my only man
    Your old baby doll, your raggedy doll
    Is waiting for you to play again

    Come back and shake me, take me in your arms
    Squeeze me, please me, Baby, Baby
    Shake me, make me yours again
    Hug me, bug me, be my friend (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
    Shake me, take me in your arms
    Squeeze me, please me, baby, baby
    Shake me, make me yours again
    Hug me, bug me, be my friend (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeahhhhh)
    Shake me, take me in your arms
    Squeeze me, please me ...



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    Rimini
    Performer(s): Fabrizio De André



    Teresa ha gli occhi secchi
    guarda verso il mare
    per lei figlia di pirati
    penso che sia normale

    Teresa parla poco
    ha labbra screpolate
    mi indica un amore perso
    a Rimini d'estate.

    Lei dice bruciato in piazza
    dalla santa inquisizione
    forse perduto a Cuba
    nella rivoluzione
    o nel porto di New York

    nella caccia alle streghe
    oppure in nessun posto
    ma nessuno le crede

    Coro: Rimini, Rimini

    E Colombo la chiama
    dalla sua portantina
    lei gli toglie le manette ai polsi
    gli rimbocca le lenzuola

    "Per un triste Re Cattolico - le dice -
    ho inventato un regno
    e lui lo ha macellato
    su di una croce di legno

    E due errori ho commesso
    due errori di saggezza
    abortire l'America
    e poi guardarla con dolcezza

    ma voi che siete uomini
    sotto il vento e le vele
    non regalate terre promesse
    a chi non le mantiene"

    Coro: Rimini, Rimini

    Ora Teresa è all'Harrys' Bar
    guarda verso il mare
    per lei figlia di droghieri
    penso che sia normale

    porta una lametta al collo
    è vecchia di cent'anni
    di lei ho saputo poco
    ma sembra non inganni

    "E un errore ho commesso - dice -
    un errore di saggezza
    abortire il figlio del bagnino
    e poi guardarlo con dolcezza

    ma voi che siete a Rimini
    tra i gelati e le bandiere
    non fate più scommesse
    sulla figlia del droghiere"

    Coro: Rimini, Rimini




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    Story Of My Love
    Composer(s): Conway Twitty - Jack Nance
    Performer(s): Conway Twitty



    Darling we're not very old
    But there's a love story that has to be told
    By stars above I swear that it's true
    It's the story of my love for you
    (My love for you)

    It starts when you came into my life
    You vowed someday you'd be my wife
    Sweetheart I thought the world of you
    You made my world of dreams come true
    (Of dreams come true)

    The years may come and years may pass
    And I reach the end of life's journey at last
    Though time may change me in some ways it's true
    It could never change my love for you
    (Change my love for you)

    Oh, when I'm gone bury me
    On the highest mountain of history
    Then all the world will hear me cry
    My love for you will never die
    (For you will never die)



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    Come Back Composer(s): Seth Justman - Peter Wolf Performer(s): The J. Geils Band



    When you left me all alone You left me cryin' on my own Tell me, tell me, what you gonna do Tell me pretty baby 'Cause I'm still in love with you Come back (baby) Come back-won't you come back to me Come back (baby) Come back-won't you come back to me Here I'm standin' such a fool It's not like you babe Oh, don't be cruel Help me, help me 'Cause you know I'm not that strong Help me, help me darlin' I've been lonely for too long Come back (baby) Come back-won't you come back to me Come back (baby) Come back Tell me, tell me, what you gonna do Tell me pretty baby 'Cause I'm still in love with you Come back (baby) Come back-won't you come back to me Come back (baby) Come back-won't you come back to me Come back (baby) Come back-please come back to me darlin'-aah Come back (baby) Come back-won't you come back to me



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