Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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De ces draps que je froisse au lieu de t'y trouver Où je voudrais t'étreindre au lieu de t'y rêver De ce café médiocre auquel tu n'applaudis Plus jamais quand parfois je me le réussis De mes grains de folie qui s'égrènent en vain De l'eau que je ne mets plus jamais dans mon vin De toutes ces martiennes qui débarquent ici Et qui osent dormir de ton côté du lit De ton côté du lit, de ton côté du lit
De cet amour déjà fini, fini Et qui pourtant n'en finit pas Délivre-moi
De toutes ces chansons, stupides et inodores Qui me feraient pleurer si je savais encore De ces visages entr'aprecus dans le métro Et qui m'ont fait courir cent fois comme un idiot De ces lettres de toi que je ne relis plus Mais que je sais par cur tant je les ai relues De celle qui déjà est sûre que je t'oublie Et qui ose dormir de ton côté du lit De ton côté du lit, de ton côté du lit
De cet amour déjà fini, fini Et qui pourtant n'en finit pas Délivre-moi
De rien de tous ces mots qui me feraient rougir Si la honte et l'amour étaient faits pour s'unir De ces cris de bonheur que j'ai trop étouffés De tous ces souvenirs que nous avons ratés De ces insultes mêmes et toute cette boue Dont je t'ai maquillé lorsque j'étais à bout De ton ombre immobile qui mange ma vie Et qui ose dormir de ton côté du lit De ton côté du lit, de ton côté du lit
De cet amour déjà fini Et qui pourtant n'en finit pas Délivre-moi, délivre-moi...
I Guess It Never Hurts To Hurt Sometime Composer(s): Randy VanWarmer Performer(s): The Oak Ridge Boys; Randy VanWarmer
Sometimes I feel the weight Of a passing break in my mind And I know it's gone for good And it makes me want to cry Is this all we get to keep As the years go rollin' by Just the memory For all the days gone by?
Oh you're always in my heart And you're often on my mind I will never let it die Just as long as I'm alive Sometimes it makes me sad That we never said "goodbye" Well I guess it never hurts to hurt sometimes
You try and hold on to the moment But time won't let you stay But for every step you take You lose something on the way You can't look forward to tomorrow And still hold on to yesterday Oh I hope that you can hear when I say
Oh you're always in my heart And you're often on my mind I will never let it die Just as long as I'm alive Sometimes it makes me sad That we never said "goodbye" Well I guess it never hurts to hurt sometimes
Jokerman Composer(s): Bob Dylan Performer(s): Bob Dylan; Eliza Gilkyson; Caetano Veloso
Standing on the waters casting your bread While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing Distant ships sailing into the mist You were born with a snake in both of your fists while a hurricane was blowing Freedom just around the corner for you But with the truth so far off, what good will it do?
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune Bird fly high by the light of the moon Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
So swiftly the sun sets in the sky You rise up and say goodbye to no one Fools rush in where angels fear to tread Both of their futures, so full of dread, you don't show one Shedding off one more layer of skin Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune Bird fly high by the light of the moon Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
You're a man of the mountains, you can walk on the clouds Manipulator of crowds, you're a dream twister You're going to Sodom and Gomorrah But what do you care? Ain't nobody there would want to marry your sister Friend to the martyr, a friend to the woman of shame You look into the fiery furnace, see the rich man without any name
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune Bird fly high by the light of the moon Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
Well, the Book of Leviticus and Deuteronomy The law of the jungle and the sea are your only teachers In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed Michelangelo indeed could've carved out your features Resting in the fields, far from the turbulent space Half asleep near the stars with a small dog licking your face
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune Bird fly high by the light of the moon Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
Well, the rifleman's stalking the sick and the lame Preacherman seeks the same, who'll get there first is uncertain Nightsticks and water cannons, tear gas, padlocks Molotov cocktails and rocks behind every curtain False-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin Only a matter of time 'til night comes steppin' in
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune Bird fly high by the light of the moon Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
It's a shadowy world, skies are slippery gray A woman just gave birth to a prince today and dressed him in scarlet He'll put the priest in his pocket, put the blade to the heat Take the motherless children off the street And place them at the feet of a harlot Oh, Jokerman, you know what he wants Oh, Jokerman, you don't show any response
Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune Bird fly high by the light of the moon Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman
Ton Cor Composer(s): Jo Moutet - Michèle Bernard Performer(s): André Bourvil
Ce fut un choc dans ma poitrine quand je le vis dans ta vitrine caché derrière un' mandoline, ton cor il me facina et tremblant je suis entré presqu'haletant il m'attira comme un aimant, ton cor
Ah! ce que j'aim'rais souffler dedans souffler dedans bien fort Ah! ce que j'aimerais souffler dedans souffler dedans ton cor
Souviens-toi je restais muet je le regardais, le fixais du bout des doigts je l'effleurais, ton cor Tu souriais, je te revois en constatant tout mon émoi tu me l'as placé dans les bras, ton cor
Ah! ce que j'aim'rais souffler dedans souffler dedans bien fort Ah! ce que j'aim'rais souffler dedans si tu m'prêtais ton cor
Comme un petit enfant gâté sur mon coeur je l'ai caressé Je t'ai dis puis-je l'essayer, ton cor Tu m'as dit oui, d'un ton bonasse alors comme quelqu'un qu'on embrasse j'ai soufflé fort avec audace dans ton beau cor ton cor de chasse
I Guess I'll Have To Dream The Rest Composer(s): Harold Green; Mickey Stoney; Martin Block Performer(s): Glenn Miller and multiple other artists
I guess I'll have to dream the rest If you can't remember the things that we said Those nights that my shoulder held your sleepy head If you believe that parting's best I guess I'll have to dream the rest I guess I'll have to dream alone Of honeymoon cruises once dear to my heart Of one room apartments where we said we'd start Of foolish things we planned to we planned to own I guess I'll have to dream alone I can see that your heart has gone astray As for me I'll love you the same old way I guess I'll have to dream the rest There'll be no friends waiting to throw shoes and rice Those heavenly moments will never come twice I'm thankful for the hours you've bless'd I guess I'll have to dream the rest
Jojo Composer(s): Jacques Brel Performer(s): Jacques Brel
Jojo Voici donc quelques rires Quelques vins quelques blondes J'ai plaisir à te dire Que la nuit sera longue A devenir demain
Jojo Moi je t'entends rugir Quelques chansons marines Où des Bretons devinent Que Saint-Cast doit dormir Tout au fond du brouillard
Six pieds sous terre Jojo tu chantes encore Six pieds sous terre tu n'es pas mort
Jojo Ce soir comme chaque soir Nous refaisons nos guerres Tu reprends Saint-Nazaire Je refais l'Olympia Au fond du cimetière Jojo Nous parlons en silence D'une jeunesse vieille Nous savons tous les deux Que le monde sommeille Par manque d'imprudence
Six pieds sous terre Jojo tu espères encore Six pieds sous terre tu n'es pas mort
Jojo Tu me donnes en riant Des nouvelles d'en bas Je te dis mort aux cons Bien plus cons que toi Mais qui sont mieux portants
Jojo Tu sais le nom des fleurs Tu vois que mes mains tremblent Et je te sais qui pleure Pour noyer de pudeur Mes pauvres lieux communs
Six pieds sous terre Jojo tu frères encore Six pieds sous terre tu n'es pas mort
Jojo Je te quitte au matin Pour de vagues besognes Parmi quelques ivrognes Des amputés du cur Qui ont trop ouvert les mains Jojo, Je ne rentre plus nulle part Je m'habille de nos rêves Orphelin jusqu'aux lèvres Mais heureux de savoir Que je te viens déjà
Six pieds sous terre Jojo tu n'es pas mort Six pieds sous terre Jojo je t'aime encore
Ton Âme Composer(s): Gerard Hemery - Michael Delancray - Mya Simille - Pascal Danel Performer(s): Dalida; Pascal Danel
Parce qu'elle ressemble à un visage Où le temps écrit son passage Mon âme Parce qu'elle a souvent voyagé De curs en curs sans s'arrêter Mon âme Parce qu'elle a un peu trop servi Un peu trop dit je t'aime aussi Mon âme Ton âme a su pourtant me plaire Depuis je ne peux m'en défaire Ton âme
Et parce qu'en mille rides vives Tant de wagons suivirent sa rive Mon âme Elle est pareille à la souffrance Cette vieille amie de mon enfance Mon âme Qu'elle a dormi dans bien des lits L'éternité de quelques nuits Mon âme Ton âme a su pourtant me prendre Depuis je ne peux m'en défendre De ton âme
Parce qu'elle n'a plus beaucoup de pages Au fond de son livre d'images Mon âme Que souvent quand elle voudrait rire Des larmes se cachent dans son sourire Mon âme Et parce qu'en ses yeux l'oiseau tombe Résumant les chagrins du monde Mon âme Ton âme a su me tendre un piège Mois qui ai subi tant de sièges Ton âme
Parce qu'aujourd'hui elle me fait vivre Le premier chapitre de mon livre Ton âme Parce qu'à mes yeux elle est si douce Qu'on dirait comme l'eau de source Ton âme Parce qu'elle fait partie de ma chair Qu'elle fait racine dans ma terre Ton âme Ton âme a su me faire écrire Ces mots que je n'ai pas su dire Je t'aime Ton âme a su me faire écrire Ces mots que je n'ai pas su dire Je t'aime
I Guess Ill Have To Change My Plan Composer(s): Howard Dietz; Arthur Schwartz Performer(s): Frank Sinatra and multiple other artists
I guess I'll have to change my plan I should have realized there'd be another man I overlooked that point completely Until the big affair began
Before I knew where I was at I found myself upon the shelf and that was that I tried to reach the moon but when I got there All that I could get was the air
My feet are back upon the ground I lost the one girl I'd found
I guess I'll have to change my plan I should have realized there'd be another man Why did I buy those blue pajamas Before that big affaire began?
My boiling point is much too low For me to try to be a fly Lothario I think I'll crawl right back and into my shell Dwelling in my personal hell
I'll have to change my plan around I lost the one girl I've found
Jojo Composer(s): David Foster; David Lasley; Boz Scaggs Performer(s): Boz Scaggs
Look out behind you Jojo's got his gun He wouldn't mean to do but Ya know he likes his fun Jojo dig those spinning lights Way out games and dizzy heights below him Jojo dig those Broadway nights Flashy lines, you know him
He's got you covered You'll know it right out front Hey fifty dollars He'll get you all you want Jojo dig those spinning lights Way out games and dizzy heights below him And it's all below him Jojo dig those Broadway nights Flashy lines, you know him
Ever so rarely that man in a million's born Gentle and soft, but who'd just as soon off you For looking the wrong way as not Jojo, go Jo
His baby stays high Got to keep her sweet He keeps her just right Keeps her on the street Jojo dig those spinning lights Way out games and dizzy heights below him Jojo dig those Broadway nights Oh, you know him
Do you know you are so nice Do you care I'd love to take you home Jojo digs those spinning lights Way out games and dizzy heights below him Broadway nights You know him
Say, what do you think of gentleman wearing mink Gentle and soft, but who'd just as soon off you For looking the wrong way as not Jojo, go Jo
So you look out behind you Jojo's got a gun 'Cause he wouldn't mean to But he likes his fun Jojo digs those spinning lights Way out games and dizzy heights below him Jojo dig those Broadway nights Flashy lines, you know him Jojo our love can grow Jojo, now now now
Tomorrow's Gonna Be Another Day Composer(s): Tommy Boyce - Steve Venet First release: Sir Raleigh & The Cupons - 1965 Covered by multiple other artists
I'm gonna pack up my pain I been a keepin' in my heart I'm gonna catch me the fastest train And make me a brand new start But that's okay Tomorrow's gonna be another day Hey, hey, hey And I don't care what they say Tomorrow's gonna be, tomorrow's gonna be Tomorrow's gonna be another day Yay, yay, yay Yay, yay, yay
They say there's a lotta fish Swimmin' in the deep blue sea I'm gonna catch me a pretty one And she'll be good to me But that's okay Tomorrow's gonna be another day Hey, hey, hey And I don't care what they say Tomorrow's gonna be, tomorrow's gonna be Tomorrow's gonna be another day Yay, yay, yay Yay, yay, yay
Well, I ain't gonna think about ya 'Cause it ain't no use no more I'm gonna make it fine without ya Just like I did before I'm on my way Tomorrow's gonna be another day Hey, hey, hey And I don't care what they say Tomorrow's gonna be, tomorrow's gonna be Tomorrow's gonna be another day Yay, yay, yay Yay, yay, yay
I Guess I'll Get The Papers (And Go Home) Composer(s): Hughie Prince; Dick Rogers; Hal Kanner Performer(s): The Mills Brothers and multiple other artists
Yes, I guess I'll get the papers and go home Like I've been doin' ever since we've been apart I get some consolation when I read Of someone elses lonely heart, yes I wonder if you get the papers too And if you feel as melancholy as I do Until you're in my arms again, never more to roam I guess I'll get the papers and go home, yes
I guess I'll get the papers and go home Like I've been doin' ever since we've been apart Yes, I get some consolation when I read Of someone elses lonely heart Mmm, I wonder if you get the papers too (bah-ba-dee-do-do-do) And if you feel as melancholy as I do Baby, till you're in my arms again, never more to roam I guess I'll get the papers and go home Yes, I guess I'll get the papers and go home
Join Together Composer(s): Pete Townshend Performer(s): The Who; Tony Stevens
When you hear this sound coming Hear the drummer drumming Won't you join together with the band We don't move in any particular direction And we don't make no collections Won't you join together with the band
Do you really think I care What you eat or what you wear Won't you join together with the band There's a million ways to laugh Every one's a path Won't you join together with the band
Everybody join together Won't you join together Come on and join together with the band We need to join together Won't you join together Come on and join together with the band
You don't have to play You can follow or lead the way Won't you join together with the band We don't know where we're going But the season's right for knowing Won't you join together with the band
It's the singer not the song That makes the music move along Won't you join together with the band This is the biggest band you'll find It's as deep as it is wide Won't you join together with the band
In the evenin', when the lights are low I hear him say he'll love you so But don't believe him, he's leavin' town And he'll make you, uum-uum, tomorrow's clown
Oh, can't you see, he's playing it cool Don't let him make you such a fool If you don't see how he'll let you down You have no wish to be tomorrow's clown
Tomorrow's clown will be so lonely Tomorrow's clown won't be so gay Tomorrow's clown will love me only But I might have flown away
You better take a listen, little dreamer You won't be dreamin' long He's gonna leave ya, he's gonna do you so wrong And if you don't see how he'll let you down You have no wish, you have no wish To be tomorrow's clown
I Guess I'll Always Love You Composer(s): Brian Holland; Lamont Dozier; Edward Holland Jr. Performer(s): The Supremes; The Isley Brothers; The Valadiers
I guess I'll always love you You've got the love I need You've got the love I need
Open up your arms And let me walk on in Open up your heart And let me live again
When you left you left with me A dream no longer reality I live the shadows of our past With this love that's born to last
I guess I'll always love you You've got the love I need You've got the love I need
The only time I'm happy Is when you're on my mind Every day I live All my love I give
I've been a thousand places Seen your smile on a thousand faces No matter what I try to do I'm always dreaming of you
I guess I'll always love you You've got the love I need You've got the love I need
Every boy that passes by I see your sparkle in his eye Right away I stop and stare Close my eyes and see you there
Whenever I feel almost free Memories take hold of me I love you now so much more Than I ever did before
I guess I'll always love you I guess I'll always love you I guess I'll always love youI guess I'll always love you You've got the love I need You've got the love I need
Open up your arms And let me walk on in Open up your heart And let me live again
When you left you left with me A dream no longer reality I live the shadows of our past With this love that's born to last
I guess I'll always love you You've got the love I need You've got the love I need
The only time I'm happy Is when you're on my mind Every day I live All my love I give
I've been a thousand places Seen your smile on a thousand faces No matter what I try to do I'm always dreaming of you
I guess I'll always love you You've got the love I need You've got the love I need
Every boy that passes by I see your sparkle in his eye Right away I stop and stare Close my eyes and see you there
Whenever I feel almost free Memories take hold of me I love you now so much more Than I ever did before
I guess I'll always love you I guess I'll always love you I guess I'll always love you
Johnny, Tu N'Es Pas Un Ange Italian Title: Caro John Composer(s): Francis Lemarque; Les Paul Performer(s): Edith Piaf; and various other artists
Johnny, tu n'es pas un ange Ne crois pas que ça m'dérange Jour et nuit, je pense à toi Toi, te souviens-tu de moi Qu'au moment où ça t'arrange? Et quand revient le matin Tu t'endors sur mon chagrin Johnny, tu n'es pas un ange!
Johnny! Johnny! Si tu étais plus galant Johnny! Johnny! Je t'aimerais toujours autant
Johnny, tu n'es pas un ange Ne crois que pas que ça m'dérange Si tu me réveilles la nuit C'est pour dire que tu t'ennuies Que tu veux une vie de rechange Mais, quand revient le matin Tu t'endors sur mon chagrin Johnny, tu n'es pas un ange!
Johnny! Johnny! Si tu étais plus galant Johnny! Johnny! Je t'aimerais tout autant
Johnny, tu n'es pas un ange Entre nous, qu'est-ce que ça change? L'homme saura toujours trouver Toutes les femmes du monde entier Pour lui chanter ses louanges Dès qu'il en sera lassé Elles seront vite oubliées Vraiment, vous n'êtes pas des anges
Johnny! Johnny! Depuis que le monde est né Johnny! Johnny! Il faut tout vous pardonner
Johnny Merci Composer(s): Claude Moine; M. Shuman Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell
J'étais heureux, heureux Mon ciel était bleu Oui mais voilà, tu as changé J'en suis fâché Dis-moi ce qui s'est passé Qui a pu te transformer Dis-moi ce qui se passe en toi Quand tu rêves Très souvent tu me dis: "Oh Johnny" Mais mon nom c'est Eddy Je ne sais plus quoi penser Es-tu prête à me tromper Dis-moi où est la vérité Si ma confianc' en toi Faiblit c'est que je pense Que tu te joues de moi Riant de mes avances Si Johnny veut bien t'aimer S'il peut te supporter Va t'en sans perdre de temps Bye ! Depuis qu'tu es partie J'ai changé de vie J'ai des nouvelle de toi Car Johnny m'a écrit Il va te laisser tomber Il va bientôt te quitter Oh Johnny tu m'as vengé, merci
Tomorrow People Composer(s): Billy Idol - Mark Younger-Smith Performer(s): Billy Idol
A time warp scene A cy-fi story A dirt coloured love Hey hope for glory I like to fight I kill global oppression If I quit, no hope of redemption
Blue eyes crying in the rain For how long Tomorrow people I laugh tomorrow gone For how long Tomorrow people Tomorrow people
Well you know I'm free on arrival Left behind my babe, by guilt of survival I don't know where I'm runnin' to I lost my love, lost my hold I lost my heaven too
Blue eyes crying in the rain For how long Tomorrow people I laugh tomorrow gone For how long Tomorrow people
Blue eyes crying in the rain For how long Tomorrow people I laugh tomorrow gone For how long, soon come Tomorrow people Tomorrow people Yah come on loud
Now my life is truly misspent I said I'm here to tell you, to tell you That I won't repent World War III Death pain It's fate lets do it again Tomorrow man Tomorrow people Tomorrow man Tomorrow people Tomorrow man
A time warp scene A ci-fy story (Tomorrow people) A dirt coloured sky (Tomorrow people) New hope for glory
I like to fight I kill global oppression (Tomorrow people) When I quit, new hope for redemption (Tomorrow people)
Blue eyes crying in the rain Tomorrow people I laugh tomorrow gone Tomorrow people Tomorrow people Tomorrow people Tomorrow people Tomorrow people
I Gotta Have a Song (aka I Got To Have A Song) Composer(s): Stevie Wonder; Don Hunter; Lula Mae Hardaway; Paul Riser First release by: Stevie Wonder - 1970 Covered by: Jeff Beck Group - 1972
Got no place to be, no one's needing me My girl just said were through Love was here to stay, only yesterday Today my world is blue So, show me to where theres music Show me to where theres music With music, I might just go home I got to have a song To keep me going on I, I got to have a song now, now
Had a happy home, now its turned to stone Kitchens cold and bare She cooks all day for me, I hurry home to see But I know she's not there So, show me to where theres music Show me to where theres music With music, I just might go home I got to have a song To keep me going on I, I got to have a song baby Show me to where theres music Show me to where theres music With music, I just might go home I got to have a song To keep me going on I got to have a song baby Got no place to be, no ones needing me My girl just said were through Love was here to stay, only yesterday Today my world is blue So, show me to where theres music Show me to where theres music With music, I just might go home I got to have a song baby To keep me going on now, now Somebody please, help me get a song Oh I got to have, I got to have, I got a have I got to have a song now Yeah, yeah, yeah To make me feel so good To make me feel alright
Johnny, I Hardly Knew Ye (Traditional) Performer(s): The Clancy Brothers; and various other artists
While going the road to sweet Athy, hurroo, hurroo While going the road to sweet Athy, hurroo, hurroo While going the road to sweet Athy A stick in me hand and a drop in me eye A doleful damsel I heard cry Johnny I hardly knew ye
With your drums and guns and drums and guns, hurroo, hurroo With your drums and guns and drums and guns, hurroo, hurroo With your drums and guns and drums and guns The enemy nearly slew ye Oh my darling dear, ye look so queer Johnny I hardly knew ye
Where are your eyes that were so mild, hurroo, hurroo Where are your eyes that were so mild, hurroo, hurroo Where are your eyes that were so mild When my heart you so beguiled Why did ye run from me and the child Oh Johnny, I hardly knew ye
Where are your legs that used to run, hurroo, hurroo Where are your legs that used to run, hurroo, hurroo Where are your legs that used to run When you went for to carry a gun Indeed your dancing days are done Oh Johnny, I hardly knew ye
It grieved my heart to see you sail, hurroo, hurroo It grieved my heart to see you sail, hurroo, hurroo It grieved my heart to see you sail Though from my heart you took leg-bail Like a cod you're doubled-up head and tail Johnny I hardly knew ye
With your drums and guns and drums and guns, hurroo, hurroo With your drums and guns and drums and guns, hurroo, hurroo With your drums and guns and drums and guns The enemy nearly slew ye Oh my darling dear, ye look so queer Johnny I hardly knew ye
Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg, hurroo, hurroo Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg, hurroo, hurroo Ye haven't an arm, ye haven't a leg Ye're an armless, boneless, chickenless egg Ye'll have to put with a bowl out to beg Oh Johnny I hardly knew ye
I'm happy for to see ye home, hurroo, hurroo I'm happy for to see ye home, hurroo, hurroo I'm happy for to see ye home All from the island of Sulloon* So low in flesh, so high in bone Oh Johnny I hardly knew ye
But sad as it is to see you so, hurroo, hurroo But sad as it is to see you so, hurroo, hurroo But sad as it is to see you so And I think of you now as an object of woe Your Peggy'll still keep ye on as her beau Johnny, I hardly knew ye
With your drums and guns and drums and guns, hurroo, hurroo With your drums and guns and drums and guns, hurroo, hurroo With your drums and guns and drums and guns The enemy never slew ye Oh my darling dear, ye look so queer Johnny I hardly knew ye
Eh, La Bas Composer(s): Traditional - Kid Ory Performer(s): Kid Ory and multiple other artists
E la ba! E la ba! (Hey over there!) E la ba, chéri! (E la ba, chéri!) (Hey over there, dear lady!) Komon sa va? (Komon sa va?) (Hows it goin?)
Mo chè kouzen, mo chè kouzin (My dear cousin (male), my dear cousin (female) mo lenme la kizin! (I love the kitchen!) Mo manje plen, mo bwa diven (I eat a lot, I drink wine) e sa pa kout ariyen (and it costs me nothing)
Ye tchwe kochon, ye tchwe lapen (They kill a pig, they kill a rabbit) e mo manje plen (and I eat a lot) Ye fe gonmbo, mo manje tro (They make gumbo, I eat too much) e sa fe mon malad
L'aut jour mo mangé courtbouillon poisson Mon conté à elle allant Voulez voulez voulez voulez voulez-vous Voulez-vous comme un cochon
