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  • 22-03-2011
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    Things Ain't Like They Used To Be
    Performer(s): UB40



    Are you wondering why
    No one talks anymore
    And all you hear
    Is the cry for war
    Are you wondering if
    There are people who
    Hurt inside the same as you

    There are grey-faced men always telling me
    Things ain't like they used to be
    You kids have got no self respect
    Wake up old man to your neglect
    It's dog eat dog
    It's hand to mouth
    It's east and west
    It's north and south
    Just like you drummed it into me
    Things ain't like they used to be

    I'll tell you why I can't afford
    To hang my hopes upon your word
    And when I'm done, I'll join the queue
    And take my chance, no thanks to you
    It's in or out
    It's stop and go
    It isn't what
    It's who you know
    I've heard you, now can you hear me
    Things ain't like they used to be

    Ancient rules for ancient men
    But this is now and that was then
    don't lay your heavy hand on me
    And sink me in your poison sea
    It's us and them
    It's me and you
    It's guessing games
    It's what to do
    Exactly like you said to me
    Things ain't like they used to be

    Are you wondering why
    No one talks anymore
    And all you hear
    Is the cry for war
    Are you wondering if
    There are people who
    Hurt inside the same as you



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    21-03-2011
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Things
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    Things
    Composer(s): Bobby Darin
    First recording/First release by: Bobby Darin - 1961/1962
    Covered by multiple other artists

    Versions In Other Languages:
    1963 - Filles (Lucky Blondo)
    1963 - Baci (Remo Germani)
    1968 - Ting... (Birgit Lystager & Poul Rudi)
    1969 - Kurkkija Oot (Katri Helena)



    Ev'ry night I sit here by my window (window)
    Starin' at the lonely avenue (avenue)
    Watching lovers holdin' hands 'n' laughin' (laughin')
    And thinkin' 'bout the things we used to do

    (Thinkin' of things) Like a walk in the park
    (Things) Like a kiss in the dark
    (Things) Like a sailboat ride
    (Yeah-yeah) What about the night we cried?
    Things like a lover's vow
    Things that we don't do now
    Thinkin' 'bout the things we used to do

    Memories are all I have to cling to (cling to)
    And heartaches are the friends I'm talkin' to (talkin' to)
    When I'm not thinkin' of-a just how much I love you (love you)
    Well, I'm-a thinkin' 'bout the things we used to do

    (Thinkin' of things) Like a walk in the park
    (Things) Like a kiss in the dark
    (Things) Like a sailboat ride
    (Yeah-yeah) What about the night we cried?
    Things like a lover's vow
    Things that we don't do now
    Thinkin' 'bout the things we used to do

    I still can hear the jukebox softly playin' (playin')
    And the face I see each day belongs to you (belongs to you)
    Though there's not a single sound and there's nobody else around
    Well, it's-a just me thinkin' of the things we used to do

    (Thinkin' of things) Like a walk in the park
    (Things) Like a kiss in the dark
    (Things) Like a sailboat ride
    (Yeah-yeah) What about the night we cried?
    Things like a lover's vow
    Things that we don't do now
    Thinkin' 'bout the things we used to do

    And the heartaches are the friends I'm talkin' to
    Ya got me thinkin' 'bout the things we used to do...

    Starin' at the lonely avenue



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    20-03-2011
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    Filles
    ((Adapted from: Things (Bobby Darin) - 1961/1962))
    Composer(s): Bobby Darin - Claude Carrère - André Salvet
    Performer(s): Lucky Blondo - 1963

    Versions In Other Languages:
    1963 - Baci (Remo Germani)
    1968 - Ting... (Birgit Lystager & Poul Rudi)
    1969 - Kurkkija Oot (Katri Helena)



    Pour l'instant, je manque d'expérience
    J'en aurai, j'espère, beaucoup plus
    Mais comme je suis en veine de confidences
    Parlons un peu des filles que j'ai connues

    (Et que de filles!)
    Elles étaient toutes jolies (Filles)
    Elles étaient toute ma vie (Filles)
    Je voudrais les revoir
    Mais j'ai peur qu'il soit trop tard

    Filles au sourire charmant
    Filles au regard troublant
    Oui, voilà les filles que j'ai connues

    Parmi toutes les filles dont je parle
    Il y en avait une qui m'avait plu
    Pourquoi un jour, a-t-il fallu qu'on se sépare?
    C'était la plus belle fille que j'ai connue

    (Et que de filles!)
    Elle était très jolie (Fille)
    Elle était toute ma vie (Fille)
    Je voudrais la revoir
    Mais j'ai peur qu'il soit trop tard

    Fille au sourire charmant
    Fille au regard d'enfant
    C'est la plus belle fille que j'ai connue

    Mais plus tard, si un jour je la rencontre
    Mon cœur, j'en suis certain, sera ému
    Je la prendrai dans mes bras
    Et lui dirai "Plus rien ne compte
    Tu es la plus belle fille que j'ai connue"

    (Et que de filles!)
    C'est bien la plus jolie (Fille)
    Je la garde pour la vie (Fille)
    Il n'est jamais trop tard
    Pour s'aimer et se revoir

    Fille au sourire charmant
    Fille au regard d'enfant
    Je suis content de t'avoir revue
    Car tu es la plus belle fille que j'ai connue
    Maintenant, je suis heureux, tu es revenue
    J'en suis sûr, je ne te perdrai plus
    Oh! J'en suis sûr, je ne te perdrai plus



    Categorie:Franse Songs

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    19-03-2011
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Thing About You
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    Thing About You
    Composer(s): Tom Petty
    Performer(s): Emmylou Harris & Southern Pacific



    I'm not much on mystery
    Yeah you gotta be careful what you dream
    I thought this might pass with time
    Yeah I thought I was satisfied

    But oh baby let me tell you
    I got a thing about you
    Baby let me tell you
    I got a thing about you
    It don't matter what you say
    It don't matter what you do
    I, I, I, got a thing about you

    Somewhere deep in the middle of the night
    Lovers hold each other tight
    Whisper in their anxious ears
    Words of love that disappear

    But oh baby let me tell you
    I got a thing about you
    Baby let me tell you
    I got a thing about you
    It don't matter what you say
    It don't matter what you do
    I, I, I, got a thing about you

    Baby you hold some strange control over me
    Yeah it's so wild it hypnotizes me



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    18-03-2011
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. Thine Alone
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    Thine Alone
    Composer(s): Giacomo Puccini - Victor Herbert - Henry Blossom
    Performer(s): Mario Lanza
    and multiple other artists



    Tell me why there is a doubt within thy heart
    My own, tell me why
    I but fear the time will come when we must part
    Alas, I should die!
    Evermore, by day or night
    I'll dream of you, my darling
    My love is but thine

    Thine alone in thine arms
    Then for me my beloved
    let thine eyes look fondly into mine
    For thy love there's a spell
    Too wondrous to tell
    'Tis a rapture that's all divine!

    So within thy tender arms enfold me
    For thy loss the world would not atone!
    Dear love I swear that I will e'er be true
    And forever thine alone
    Thine alone!



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    17-03-2011
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    Thief In The Night
    Composer(s): Leonard Bartley - Harvel Hart
    Performer(s): Kiss



    Far off in the distance, a shape in the night, alright
    On a mission of mercy, if the price is right, it was
    He tries to possess her, and she fights
    He's a ritual slayer
    But they done good
    And now he's praying
    For it's his turn to cry

    Like a thief in the night, she breaks into his heart
    Like a thief in the night, alright, alright
    Like a thief in the night, she never leaves a mark
    Like a thief in the night, alright...

    In a hotel chamber, on a cryptic note
    And where there's fire, there's gotta be smoke
    Footsteps in the twilight, and red hands round his throat
    It's a ritual slaying, loves things that are dead
    And now he's praying
    But there's no turning back

    Like a...



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    16-03-2011
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    Thick As A Brick
    Composer(s): Ian Anderson
    First recording/First release by: Jethro Tull - 1971/1972



    Really don't mind if you sit this one out
    My words but a whisper -- your deafness a Shout
    I may make you feel but I can't make you think
    Your sperm's in the gutter -- your love's in the sink
    So you ride yourselves over the fields and you make all your animal deals
    and your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick
    And the sand-castle virtues are all swept away in the tidal destruction, the moral melee
    The elastic retreat rings the close of play as the last wave uncovers the newfangled way
    But your new shoes are worn at the heels and your suntan does rapidly peel
    and your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick

    And the love that I feel is so far away
    I'm a bad dream that I just had today -- and you shake your head and say it's a shame

    Spin me back down the years and the days of my youth
    Draw the lace and black curtains and shut out the whole truth
    Spin me down the long ages: let them sing the song

    See there! A son is born -- and we pronounce him fit to fight
    There are black-heads on his shoulders, and he pees himself in the night
    We'll
    make a man of him
    put him to trade
    teach him
    to play Monopoly not
    to sing in the rain

    The Poet and the painter casting shadows on the water
    as the sun plays on the infantry returning from the sea
    The do-er and the thinker: no allowance for the other
    as the failing light illuminates the mercenary's creed
    The home fire burning: the kettle almost boiling
    but the master of the house is far away
    The horses standing -- their warm breath clouding
    in the sharp and frosty morning of the day
    And the poet lifts his pen while the soldier sheaths his sword

    And the youngest of the family is moving with authority
    Building castles by the sea, he dares the tardy tide to wash them all aside

    The cattle quietly grazing at the grass down by the river
    where the swelling mountain water moves onward to the sea
    the builder of the castles renews the age-old purpose
    and contemplates the milking girl whose offer is his need
    The young men of the household have
    all gone into service and
    are not to be expected for a year
    The innocent young master -- thoughts moving ever faster
    has formed the plan to change the man he sees
    And the poet sheaths his pen while the soldier lifts his sword

    And the oldest of the family is moving with authority
    A-coming from across the sea, he challenges the son who puts him to the run

    What do you do when
    the old man's gone -- do you want to be him?
    And your real self sings the song
    Do you want to free him?
    No one to help you get up steam -- and the whirlpool turns you `way off-beam

    Later:
    I've come down from the upper class to mend your rotten ways
    My father was a man-of-power whom everyone obeyed
    So come on all you criminals!
    I've got to put you straight just like I did with my old man -- twenty years too late
    Your bread and water's going cold
    Your hair is too short and neat
    I'll judge you all and make damn sure that no-one judges me

    You curl your toes in fun as you smile at everyone
    You meet the stares; you're unaware that your doings aren't done
    And you laugh most ruthlessly as you tell us what not to be
    But how are we supposed to see where we should run?
    I see you shuffle in the courtroom with
    your rings upon your fingers and
    your downy little sidies and
    your silver-buckle shoes
    Playing at the hard case, you follow the example of the comic-paper idol
    who lets you bend the rules

    So!
    Come on ye childhood heroes!
    Won't you rise up from the pages of your comic-books
    your super crooks
    and show us all the way
    Well! Make your will and testament
    Won't you join your local government?
    We'll have Superman for president
    let Robin save the day

    You put your bet on number one and it comes up every time
    The other kids have all backed down and they put you first in line
    And so you finally ask yourself just how big you are -- and take your place in a wiser world of bigger motor cars
    And you wonder who to call on

    So! Where the hell was Biggles when you needed him last Saturday?
    And where were all the sportsmen who always pulled you though?
    They're all resting down in Cornwall -- writing up their memoirs for a paper-back edition of the Boy Scout Manual

    Later:
    See there! A man born -- and we pronounce him fit for peace
    There's a load lifted from his shoulders with the discovery of his disease
    We'll
    take the child from him
    put it to the test
    teach it
    to be a wise man
    how to fool the rest

    Quote:
    We will be geared to the average rather than the exceptional
    God is an overwhelming responsibility
    we walked through the maternity ward and saw 218 babies wearing nylons
    cats are on the upgrade
    upgrade? Hipgrave
    Oh, Mac

    Later:
    In the clear white circles of morning wonder
    I take my place with the lord of the hills
    And the blue-eyed soldiers stand slightly discoloured (in neat little rows)
    sporting canvas frills
    With their jock-straps pinching, they slouch to attention
    while queueing for sarnies at the office canteen
    Saying -- how's your granny and good old Ernie: he coughed up a tenner on a premium bond win
    The legends (worded in the ancient tribal hymn) lie cradled in the seagull's call
    And all the promises they made are ground beneath the sadist's fall
    The poet and the wise man stand behind the gun, and signal for the crack of dawn
    Light the sun

    Do you believe in the day? Do you?
    Believe in the day! The Dawn Creation of the Kings has begun
    Soft Venus (lonely maiden) brings the ageless one
    Do you believe in the day?
    The fading hero has returned to the night -- and fully pregnant with the day, wise men endorse the poet's sight
    Do you believe in the day? Do you? Believe in the day!

    Let me tell you the tales of your life of
    your love and the cut of the knife
    the tireless oppression
    the wisdom instilled
    the desire to kill or be killed
    Let me sing of the losers who lie in the street as the last bus goes by
    The pavements ar empty: the gutters run red -- while the fool toasts his god in the sky

    So come all ye young men who are building castles!
    Kindly state the time of the year and join your voices in a hellish chorus
    Mark the precise nature of your fear
    Let me help you pick up your dead as the sins of the father are fed with
    the blood of the fools and
    the thoughts of the wise and
    from the pan under your bed
    Let me make you a present of song as
    the wise man breaks wind and is gone while
    the fool with the hour-glass is cooking his goose and the nursery rhyme winds along

    So! Come all ye young men who are building castles!
    Kindly state the time of the year and join your voices in a hellish chorus
    Mark the precise nature of your fear
    See! The summer lightning casts its bolts upon you
    and the hour of judgement draweth near
    Would you be
    the fool stood in his suit of armour or
    the wiser man who rushes clear
    So! Come on ye childhood heroes!
    Won't your rise up from the pages of your comic-books
    your super-crooks and
    show us all the way.
    Well! Make your will and testament
    Won't you? Join your local government
    We'll have Superman for president
    let Robin save the day
    So! Where the hell was Biggles when you needed him last Saturday?
    And where were all the sportsmen who always pulled you through?
    They're all resting down in Cornwall -- writing up their memoirs
    for a paper-back edition of the Boy Scout Manual

    Of Course:
    So you ride yourselves over the fields and
    you make all your animal deals and
    your wise men don't know how it feels to be thick as a brick



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    15-03-2011
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen. They're Red Hot
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    They're Red Hot
    Composer(s): Robert Johnson
    First release by: Robert Johnson - 1936
    Covered by multiple other artists



    Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale
    Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale
    I got a girls, say she long and tall
    She sleeps in the kitchen with her feets in the hall
    Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale, I mean
    Yes, she got'em for sale, yeah

    Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale
    Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale
    She got two for a nickel, got four for a dime
    Would sell you more, but they ain't none of mine
    Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale, I mean
    Yes, she got'em for sale, yes, yeah

    Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale
    Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale
    I got a letter from a girl in the room
    Now she got something good she got to bring home soon, now
    Its hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got em for sale, I mean
    Yes, she got'em for sale, yeah

    Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got em for sale
    Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got em for sale
    They're too hot boy!
    The billy got back in a bumble bee nest
    Ever since that he can't take his rest, yeah
    Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes you got'em for sale, I mean
    Yes, she got'em for sale

    Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale
    Man don't mess around em hot tamales now
    'Cause they too black bad, if you mess around em hot tamales
    I'm gonna upset your backbone, put your kidneys to sleep
    I'll due to break away your liver and dare your heart to beat bout my
    Hot tamales 'cause they red hot, yes they got em for sale, I mean
    Yes, she got em for sale, yeah

    Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale
    Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale
    You know grandma left and grandpa too
    Well I wonder what in the world we chillun gon do now
    Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale, I mean
    Yes she got'em for sale

    Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale
    Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale
    Me and my babe bought a V-8 Ford
    Well we wind that thing all on the runnin board, yes
    Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale, I mean
    Yes she got'em for sale, yeah

    Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale
    They're too hot boy!
    Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes, now she got em for sale
    You know the monkey, now the baboon playin in the grass
    Well the monkey stuck his finger in that old 'Good Gulf Gas', now
    Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale, I mean
    Yes she got'em for sale, yeah

    Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale
    Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale
    I got a girls, say she long and tall
    Sleeps in the kitchen with her feets in the hall
    Hot tamales and they're red hot, yes she got'em for sale, I mean
    Yes she got'em for sale, yeah



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    14-03-2011
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    They're Either Too Young Or Too Old
    Composer(s): Frank Loesser - Arthur Schwartz
    Performer(s): Bette Davis
    and multiple other artists



    You rushed away and left this house as empty as can be
    And I am like the driftwood in a deadly calm at sea
    I can't sit under the apple tree with anyone else but thee
    For there is no secret lover that the draft board didn't discover

    They're either too young or too old
    They're either too gray or too grassy green
    The pickings are poor and the crop is lean
    What's good is in the Army, what's left will never harm me

    They're either too old or too young
    So, darling, you'll never get stung
    Tomorrow I'll go hiking with that Eagle Scout unless
    I get a call from grandpa for a snappy game of chess

    They're either too warm or too cold
    They're either to fast or too fast asleep
    So, darling, believe me, I'm yours to keep
    They're isn't any gravy, the gravy's in the Navy

    They're either too fresh or too stale
    There is no available male
    I will confess to one romance I'm sure you will allow
    He tried to serenade me, but his voice is changing now

    They're either too bald or too bold
    I'm down to the wheelchair and bassinet
    My heart just refuses to get upset
    I simply can't compel it to, with no Marine to tell it to

    I'm either their first breath of spring
    Or else, I'm their last little fling
    I either get a fossil or an adolescent pup
    I either have to hold him off or have to hold him up

    The battle is on, but the fortress will hold
    They're either too young or too old



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    13-03-2011
    Klik hier om een link te hebben waarmee u dit artikel later terug kunt lezen.They're Coming to Take Me Away, Ha-Haaa!
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    They're Coming to Take Me Away, Ha-Haaa!
    Composer(s): Napoleon XIV
    First release by: Napoleon XIV - 1966
    Covered by multiple other artists

    Versions In Other Languages:
    1966 - Vengono A Portarci Via Ah! Ahh! (I Balordi)
    2000 - Ne Tulee Ja Hakee Mut Pois Ha-Haa (Moog Konttinen)



    Oh-me, oh-my, oh-you
    Whatever shall I do
    Hallelujah, the question is peculiar
    I'd give a lot of dough
    If only I could know
    The answer to my question
    Is it yes or is it no
    Remember when you ran away
    And I got on my knees
    And begged you not to leave
    Because I'd go beserk
    Well you left me anyhow
    And then the days got worse and worse
    And now you see I've gone
    Completely out of my mind
    And they're coming to take me away ha-haaa
    They're coming to take me away ho ho hee hee ha haaa
    To the funny farm
    Where life is beautiful all the time
    And I'll be happy to see those nice young men
    In their clean white coats
    And they're coming to take me away ha haaa
    You thought it was a joke
    And so you laughed
    You laughed when I said
    That losing you would make me flip my lid
    Right? You know you laughed
    I heard you laugh
    You laughed
    You laughed and laughed and then you left
    But now you know I'm utterly mad
    And they're coming to take me away ha haaa
    They're coming to take me away ho ho hee hee ha haaa
    To the happy home with trees and flowers and chirping birds
    And basket weavers who sit and smile and twiddle their thumbs and toes
    And they're coming to take me away ha haaa
    I cooked your food
    I cleaned your house
    And this is how you pay me back
    For all my kind unselfish, loving deeds
    Ha! Well you just wait
    They'll find you yet and when they do
    They'll put you in the A.S.P.C.A.
    You mangy mutt
    And they're coming to take me away ha haaa
    They're coming to take me away ha haaa ho ho hee hee
    To the funny farm where life is beautiful all the time
    And I'll be happy to see those nice young men
    In their clean white coats
    And they're coming to take me away
    To the happy home with trees and flowers and chirping birds
    And basket weavers who sit and smile and twiddle their thumbs and toes
    And they're coming to take me away ha haaa!



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    12-03-2011
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    They'll Never Take Her Love From Me
    Composer(s): Leon Payne
    First release by: Hank Williams - 1950
    Covered by multiple other artists



    If today the sun should set on all my hopes and cares
    There is one smiling face the gods would see
    'Cus she'll walk along beside me up the golden stairs
    No, they'll never never take her love from me

    What a fool I was to go and break the trust she gave
    And see her love turn into sympathy
    It's the one regret I'll carry with me to my grave
    Oh, they'll never ever take her love from me

    I'm so thankful for each golden hour of happiness
    That we shared together in the used to be
    Someone else's arms may hold her now in fond caress
    But they'll never never take her love from me

    I thought I'd make her happy if I stepped aside
    But I knew her love would never set me free
    And even on the morning she became another's bride
    I said they'll never never take her love from me



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    11-03-2011
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    They'll Make You Cry
    Composer(s): Ron Elliott
    Performer(s): The Beau Brummels



    Oh Oh Oh Oh
    I can't say, yes I know
    You know I hate to go
    But goodbye, love was sweet
    I was kind never meet

    I'll cry just a little, 'cause I love you so
    I'll die just a little, 'cause I have to go away

    Can't you see, how I feel
    When I say love's unreal
    So goodbye, love was sweet
    Eventhough incomplete

    I'll cry just a little, 'cause I love you so
    I'll die just a little, 'cause I have to go away

    Every night
    I still hear
    Oh your sighs very clear
    Now love's gone
    Gone away
    As I once heard you say

    I'll cry just a little, 'cause I love you so
    I'll die just a little, 'cause I have to go away



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    10-03-2011
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    They Were Only Playing Leapfrog



    One staff officer jumped right over another staff officer's back And another staff officer jumped right over that other staff officer's back A third staff officer jumped right over two other staff officers' backs And a fourth staff officer jumped right over all the other staff officers' backs They were only playing leapfrog They were only playing leapfrog They were only playing leapfrog When one staff officer jumped right over another staff officer's back



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    09-03-2011
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    Walked in Line
    Composer(s): Bernard Sumner - Peter Hook - Stephen Morris - Ian Curtis
    First release by: Joy Division - 1981
    Covered by multiple other artists



    All dressed in uniforms so fine
    They drank and killed to pass the time
    Wearing the shame of all their crimes
    With measured steps they walked in line
    They walked in line

    They carried pictures of their wives
    And numbered tags to prove their lies
    And made it through the whole machine
    With dirty hearts and hands washed clean
    They walked in line

    Full of a glory never seen
    They made it through the whole machine
    To never question any more
    Hypnotic trance - they never saw
    They walked in line -- They walked in line



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    08-03-2011
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    They Should Have Given You The Oscar
    Composer(s): Gerry Goffin - Carole King
    Performer(s): James Darren



    I'd like to contest the awards given out by the academy
    'Cause I know of a great performance that the judges didn't see

    They should have given you the oscar
    For the way you went and broke my heart
    There's no name that you could mention
    Who'd have done quite as much with a part

    And just for the way you said you loved me
    And the way you made each lie sound sincere
    Oh, they should have given you the oscar
    For the best performance of the year

    If the critics could have seen
    Your acting on the screen
    I'm sure they would have cried as much as I
    You knew your lines so well
    How was I supposed to tell
    That all along you loved another guy?

    They should have given you the oscar
    For the scene where you promised to be true
    Every word was so convincing
    Any audience would fall in love with you

    And just for the way you said you loved me
    And the way you made each lie sound sincere
    Oh, they should have given you the oscar
    For the best performance of the year

    Yeah they should have given you the oscar
    For the best performance of the year...

    Yeah they should have given you the oscar
    For the best performance of the year



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    07-03-2011
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    The Perfect Song
    Composer(s): Joseph Carl Breil - Clarence Lucas
    Performer(s): Billy Vaughn



    If you want this choice position
    Have a cheery disposition
    Rosy cheeks, no warts
    Play games, all sorts

    You must be kind, you must be witty
    Very sweet and fairly pretty
    Take us on outings, give us treats
    Sing songs, bring sweets

    Never be cross or cruel
    Never give us castor oil or gruel
    Love us as a son and daughter
    And never smell of barley water

    If you won't scold and dominate us
    We will never give you cause to hate us
    We won't hide your spectacles so you can't see
    Put toads in your bed or pepper in your tea

    Hurry, Nanny
    Many thanks sincerely
    Jane and Michael Banks



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    06-03-2011
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    The Perfect Nanny
    Composer(s): Richard M. Sherman - Robert B. Sherman
    First release by: Karen Dotrice and Matthew Garber - 1964
    Covered by multiple other artists



    If you want this choice position
    Have a cheery disposition
    Rosy cheeks, no warts
    Play games, all sorts

    You must be kind, you must be witty
    Very sweet and fairly pretty
    Take us on outings, give us treats
    Sing songs, bring sweets

    Never be cross or cruel
    Never give us castor oil or gruel
    Love us as a son and daughter
    And never smell of barley water

    If you won't scold and dominate us
    We will never give you cause to hate us
    We won't hide your spectacles so you can't see
    Put toads in your bed or pepper in your tea

    Hurry, Nanny
    Many thanks sincerely
    Jane and Michael Banks



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    05-03-2011
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    Dieu
    ((English & Spanish Versions: We (Charles Aznavour); Dios (Charles Aznavour))
    Composer(s): Charles Aznavour - Jacques Plante
    Performer(s): Charles Aznavour; Waldir Calmon



    Dieu, je ne suis qu'un homme, Dieu, aie pitié de moi
    Si c'est ta volonté, je suis résigné à porter ma croix
    Dieu, si tu m'abandonnes, qui te remplacera?
    Non, cherche autour de moi, personne ne mourir à les bras

    Dieu, si tu me le condamnes, Dieu, qu'il en soit ainsi
    Si je n'ai plus l'amour, à quoi vont les jour ?
    Qu'importe ma vie?
    Tu as pris mon âme
    Va, ne me laisse rien, va, jette aussi mon coeur aux flammes
    Je n'en ai plus besoin, mon Dieu...



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    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



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    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



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