Retro-Songteksten: Evergreens, Classics, Old-Time Favourites, Hits Uit Onze Jeugd
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Most any place can seem to be a paradise While you embrace just the one that you adore There needn't be an apple tree with magic powers You need no garden filled with flowers To taste the thrill of sweet, greed hours
Gentle perfume and cushions that are silk and soft Two in the gloom, that is silent but for sighs That's paradise, while arms entwine and lips are kissing But if there's something missing, that signifies Trouble in paradise
I Saw Her Again Last Night Composer(s): Denny Doherty; John Phillips Performer(s): The Mamas & The Papas
I saw her again last night And you know that I shouldn't To string her along is just not right If I couldn't I wouldn't
But what can I do, I'm lonely too And it makes me feel so good to know You'll never leave me
I'm in way over my head Now she thinks that I love her Because that's what I said Though I never think of her But what can I do, I'm lonely too And it makes me feel so good to know You'll never leave me
Every time I see that girl You know I want to lay down and die But I really need that girl Don't know why I'm living a lie It makes me want to cry
I saw her again last night And you know that I shouldn't To string her along is just not right If I couldn't I wouldn't
But what can I do, I'm lonely too And it makes me feel so good to know You'll never leave me
But what can I do, I'm lonely too And it makes me feel so good to know You'll never leave me
Every time I see that girl You know I want to lay down and die But I really need that girl Don't know why I'm living a lie It makes me want to cry
I saw her again last night And you know that I shouldn't To string her along is just not right If I couldn't I wouldn't I'm in way over my head Now she thinks that I love her Because that's what I said Though I never think of her
Ecce Homo Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Ecce homo, ecce homo, ecce homo, ecce homo, homo, homo
Ecce homo, ecce homo, ecce homo, ecce homo
Et ouais c'est moi Gainsbarre
On me trouve au hasard
Des night-clubs et des bars
Américains c'est bonnard
Ecce homo
Ecce homo
Ecce homo homo homo
Ecce homo
On reconnaît Gainsbarre
À ses jeans à sa barbe de trois nuits, ces cigares
Et ses coups de cafard
Ecce homo
Ecce homo
Ecce homo homo homo
Ecce homo
Bizarre ce Gainsbarre
Il est cool faut croire
Que de tout il en arre
Iien à cirer enfin faut voir
Ecce homo
Ecce homo
Ecce homo homo homo
Ecce homo
Et ouais cloué le Gainsbarre
Au mont du Golgothar
Il est reggae hilare
Le coeur percé de part en part
Ecce homo
Ecce homo
Ecce homo homo homo
Ecce homo
The Trouble With Hello Is Goodbye Composer(s): David Grusin - Alan Bergman - Marilyn Bergman Performer(s): Shirley Bassey and multiple other artists
We wandered through the summertime And drifted into fal We never thought of winter at all How foolishly we tossed away The buttercups, the time Who'd have thought We'd have no more songs to sing Hills to climb? We summered in each other's arms And slumbered in the glow We never heard the whisper of snow But summer's not forevermore No matter how we try The trouble with hello is goodbye
I Saw Elvis In A U.F.O. Composer(s): Ray Stevens Performer(s): Ray Stevens
This is the evening news Let's go now to our field reporter Renaldo Riviera
This is Renaldo Riviera on the banks of the stinky muddy river with Mr. R.V. Frisbee who claims to have witnessed something truly fantastic Mr. Frisbee could you tell us what you saw
Yeah, I's just hunkered down over there puttin' a stink wad on my trot line and the short hairs just stood straight out on the back of my neck and I turned around and there's this big orange thing with them purple lights on it come swoopin' over them pine trees and just hoovered over the Winnebago there Inez run out and throwed a skillet at it and then she scissored and run back in under the hide-a-bed 'Bout that time a little trap door opened up little stair steps come down and this little pink baldheaded guy stuck his head out Now I'd seen that movie "Close Encounters" I just walked on over there big as Ike and looked up in there and there he was
There who was?
I saw Elvis in a U.F.O. sittin' there with Howard Hughes I saw Elvis in a U.F.O. Jimmy Hoffa was in there too I saw Elvis in a U.F.O. singing them rhythm and blues And Liberace was there and he had on a pair of Imeldia Marcos shoes What is that a shootin star streakin' cross the heavens above? No it's a whole lot more than a shootin' star it's a hunka hunka burning love, oooh I saw the Colonel in a U.F.O. had a big smile on his face And then he shook his head, puffed on his cigar and said "I done book "Elvis" out in outer space"
And then those little pink men they all jumped in dancin' up and down the stairs And then they rolled their eyes, began to harmonize and it sounded like the Jordanaires
Bop bop bop bop uh unh huh bop bop bop We got Elvis in a U.F.O. He's too good for the human race We got Elvis in a U.F.O. We're going to keep him out in outer space
They got Elvis in a U.F.O. Honey have you heard the news They got Elvis in a U.F.O. Just singing them rhythm and blues They got Elvis in a U.F.O.
And the colonel and Howard Hughes and Jimmy Hoffa even Liberace's up there he ain't never had no hit record honey I done had more hits than anybody but do I get to go in a U.F.O. Nooo!!! Now is that fair? I'm the king of Rock n Roll! The originator! I started the whole thing baby and I think it's about time I got to go on a U.F.O. You better beam me up Scotty or your little pink baldheaded people done tore it with me Wow!!!..... Thank you
Ebony Eyes Composer(s): John D. Loudermilk
First release by: The Everly Brothers - 1961
Covered by multiple other artists
On a weekend pass I wouldnt have had time
To get home and marry that baby of mine
So I went to the chaplain and he authorized
Me to send for my ebony eyes
My ebony eyes was coming to me
From out of the skies on Flight 1203
In an hour or two I would whisper I do
To my beautiful ebony eyes
The plane was way overdue so I went inside to the airlines desk and I said
Sir, I wonder why 1203 is so late?
He said Aww, they probably took off late
or they may have run into some turbulent weather and had to alter their course
I went back outside and I waited at the gate
and I watched the beacon light from the control tower
as it whipped through the dark ebony skies as if it were searching for (my ebony eyes)
And then came the announcement over the loudspeaker
Would those having relatives or friends on flight number 1203
please report to the chapel across the street at once
Then I felt a burning break deep inside
And I knew the heavenly ebony skies
Had taken my lifes most wonderful prize
My beautiful ebony eyes
If I ever get to heaven Ill bet
The first angel Ill recognize
Shell smile at me and I know she will be
My beautiful ebony eyes
I Said My Pajamas (And Put On My Prayers) Composer(s): Edward Pola; George Wyle Performer(s): Doris Day and multiple other artists
My ba-by kissed me good-night, and I am glad to relate that by the time I got home, I was feeling great I climbed up the door and o-pened the stairs I said my pajamas and put on my pray'rs I turned off the bed and crawled into the light and all because you kissed me (Kiss) goodnight
Next morning, I woke and scrambled my shoes I shined up an egg, then I toasted the news I buttered my tie and took another bite and all because you kissed me (Kiss) goodnight
By evening I felt normal, so we went out again You said, "Goodnight," and kissed me I hurried home and then
I climbed up the door and opened the stairs I said my pajamas and put on my prayr's I turned off the bed and crawled into the light and all because you kissed me (Kiss) goodnight
I powdered my hair and pinned up my nose I hung up the bath and I turned on my clothes I put out the clock and wound the cat up tight and all because you kissed me (Kiss) goodnight
I ran up the shade and pulled down the stair I curled up the rug and I vacuumed my hair I just couldn't tell my left foot from my right and all because you kissed me (Kiss) goodnight
By evening I felt normal, so we went out again You said, "Goodnight," and kissed me I hurried home and then
I lifted the preach'r and called up the phone I spoke to the dog and I threw your Ma a bone 'Twas mid-night and yet, the sun was shining bright and all because you kissed me (Kiss) goodnight
Ebony And Ivory Composer(s): Paul McCartney First release by: Paul McCartney & Stevie Wonder - 1982 Covered by multiple other artists
Ebony And Ivory Live Together In Perfect Harmony Side By Side On My Piano Keyboard, Oh Lord, Why Don't We? We All Know That People Are The Same Where Ever We Go There Is Good And Bad In Ev'ryone We Learn To Live, We Learn To Give Each Other What We Need To Survive Together Alive Ebony And Ivory Live Together In Perfect Harmony Side By Side On My Piano Keyboard, Oh Lord Why Don't We? Ebony, Ivory Living In Perfect Harmony Ebony, Ivory, Ooh We All Know That People Are The Same Where Ever We Go There Is Good And Bad In Ev'ryone We Learn To Live, We Learn To Give Each Other What We Need To Survive Together Alive Ebony And Ivory Live Together In Perfect Harmony Side By Side On My Piano Keyboard, Oh Lord Why Don't We? Ebony, Ivory Living In Perfect Harmony Ebony, Ivory Living In Perfect Harmony
Jelly, Jelly Composer(s): Billy Eckstine; Earl Hines Performer(s): Billy Eckstine and multiple other artists
Hello baby, I had to call you on the phone Hello baby, I had to call you on the phone `Cause I feel so lonesome And daddy wants his baby home
It's a down-right rotten Low down dirty shame It's a down right rotten low down dirty shame The way that you're treatin' poor me I know I'm not to blame
Jelly jelly jelly Jelly stays on my mind Jelly jelly jelly Jelly stays on my mind Jelly roll killed my pappy And wrung my mama stone blind
Ebb Tide ((French Versions: La Nuit Bleue (Christophe) - 1983; Les Vagues (Julien Clerc) - 2003))
Composer(s): Robert Maxwell - Carl Sigman
First release by: Frank Chacksfield and His Orch. - 1953
Covered by multiple other artists
First the tide rushes in Plants a kiss on the shore Then rolls out to sea And the sea is very still once more So I rush to your side Like the oncoming tide With one burning thought Will your arms open wide
At last we're face to face And as we kiss through an embrace I can tell, I can feel You are love, you are real Really mine
In the rain, in the dark, in the sun
Like the tide at its ebb I'm at peace in the web Of your arms
Trouble Composer(s): Tim Armstrong - P!nk First release: P!nk - 2003
No attorneys to plead my case No orbits to send me into outer space And my fingers are bejeweled With diamonds and gold But that ain't gonna help me now
Trouble, yeah, trouble now I'm trouble ya'll I got trouble in my town Trouble, yeah, trouble now I'm trouble ya'll
You think your right, but you were wrong You tried to take me, but I knew all along You can take me for a ride I'm not a fool now, so you better run and hide
Trouble, yeah, trouble now I'm trouble ya'll I got trouble in my town Trouble, yeah, trouble now I'm trouble ya'll I got trouble in my town
(If you see me coming) (Down the street) Down the street (Then you'll know it's time) It's time to go-o-o-o (to go)
You think your right, but you were wrong You tried to take me, but I knew all along You can take me for a ride I'm not a fool now, so you better run and hide
Trouble, yeah, trouble now I'm trouble ya'll I got trouble in my town Trouble, yeah, trouble now I'm trouble ya'll I got trouble in my town
If you see me coming (Down the street) Down the street (Then you'll know it's time) It's time to go-o-o-o-o (To go)
Trouble, yeah, trouble now I'm trouble ya'll I got trouble in my town Trouble, yeah, trouble now I'm trouble ya'll
Trouble, yeah, trouble now I'm trouble ya'll I got trouble in my town Trouble, yeah trouble now I'm trouble ya'll I got trouble in my town
Jellied Eels Composer(s): Lionel Bart Performer(s): Joe Brown
Now, ever since I was a mite I've had a whacking appetite My hollering for dinner would raise the rafters, I'd swallow my befores as well as me afters! 'Til one sunny afternoon They bunged something in me spoon And I'm sure it must have been ever since then That I've had an irresistable yen For Jellied eels, jellied eels Woggling about like wonky wheels Why d'ya frown and look so sickly? Slide 'em down your throat so quickly! Don't bring up any empty cup Though I knows just how ya feels When you gets a taste You won't wanna waste Them lovely jellied eels!
Now, winkles and shrimps are fine I've flogged 'em since the age of nine I used to jog along with me two-wheeled barrow But there was something wrong There was something the matter! I'd no jellied eels on show No wonder they didn't want to know! I went out, bought a load, piled 'em up in a pile And people could smell me coming a mile off!
Oh, jellied eels. jellied eels woggling about like wonky wheels Why d'ya frown and look so sickly? Slide them down your throat so quickly! Don't bring up any empty cup Though I knows just how you feels When you gets the taste You won't wanna waste Them lovely jellied eels!
All together now!
Jellied eels. jellied eels woggling about like wonky wheels Why d'ya frown and look so sickly? Slide them down your throat so quickly! Don't bring up any empty cup Though I knows just how you feels When you gets to taste You won't wanna waste Them lovely jellied eels!
It's alright for you missus I ain't come down here on a Saturday morning What do I get? Kids, nippers, chavvies, all round me stal, Rotten, filthy, dirty, stinking, jammy, chocolatey fingers All over me jellied eels Not to mention me whelks, my cockles and my muscles...
and me lovely jellied eels! Oh, jellied eels, jellied eels Woggling about like wonky wheels Why d'ya frown and look so sickly? Slide 'em down your throat so quickly! Don't bring up any empty cup Though I know just how you feels When you gets a taste You won't wanna waste Them lovely jellied eels!
T-r-o-u-b-l-e Composer(s): Jerry Chesnut Performer(s): Elvis Presley and multiple other artists
I play an old piano from nine till a half past one Tryin' to make a livin' watchin' everybody else havin' fun Well, I don't miss much that ever happens on a dance hall floor Mercy, look what just walked through that door
Well, hello T-r-o-u-b-l-e What in the world you doin' A-l-o-n-e? Say, good L-double o-k-i-n-g I smell T-r-o-u-b-l-e
I was a little bitty baby when my papa hit the skids Mama had a time tryin' to raise nine kids Told me not to stare 'cause it was impolite And did the best she could to try to raise me right
But mama never told me 'bout nothing like Y-o-u Say, your mama must have been another something or another too Say, hello good L-double o-k-i-n-g I smell T-r-o-u-b-l-e
Well, you talk about a woman, I've seen a lot of others With too much something' and not enough another You've got it all together like a lovin' machine Lookin' like glory and walkin' like a dream
Mother Nature's sure been good to Y-o-u Well, your mama must have been another good lookin' mother too Say, hey, good L-double o-k-i-n-g I smell T-r-o-u-b-l-e
Well, you talk about a trouble-makin' hunka pokey bait The men are gonna love and all the women gonna hate Reminding them of everything they never gonna be Maybe the beginning of World War III Oh, the world ain't ready for nothin' like a Y-o-u Well, I bet your mama must have been another something or another too
Say hey good L-double o-k-i-n-g I smell T-r-o-u-b-l-e
I Remember You French Title: Vous Souvenez-Vous? - 1963 Composer(s): Victor Schertzinger; Johnny Mercer First performance by: Dorothy Lamour, Bob Eberly, Helen O'Connell (with Jimmy Dorsey and His Orch.) - 1942 Covered by multiple other artists
I remember you-ooh You're the one who made my dreams come true A few kisses ago
I remember you-ooh You're the one who said "I love you, too" Yes, I do, didn'tcha know?
I remember, too, a distant bell and stars that fell Like the rain out of the blue-ooh-ooh-ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo
When my life is through And the angels ask me to recall The thrill of it all Then I will tell them I remember you-ooh
I remember, too, a distant bell and stars that fell Just like the rain out of the blue-ooh-ooh-ooh-hoo-hoo-hoo
When my life is through And the angels ask me to recall The thrill of it all Then I will tell them I remember, tell them I remember Tell them I remember you
Eat It ((Adapted from: Beat It (Michael Jackson) - 1982)) Composer(s): Michael Jackson - "Weird Al" Yankovic Performer(s): "Weird Al" Yankovic - 1984
How come you're always such a fussy young man Don't want no Cap'n Crunch, don't want no Raisin Bran Well don't you know that other kids are starvin' in Japan So eat it, just eat it
Don't want to argue, I don't want to debate Don't want to hear about what kinds of foods you hate You won't get no dessert 'till you clean off you're plate So eat it
Don't you tell me you're full Just eat it... eat it Get yourself an egg and beat it
Have some more chicken Have some more pie It doesn't matter If it's boiled or fried
Just eat it, just eat it Just eat it, just eat it... Woo!
Your table manners are a crying shame You're playing with your food, this ain't some kind of game Now, if you starve to death You'll just have yourself to blame So eat it. Just eat it.
You better listen, better do as you're told You haven't even touched your tuna casserole You better chow down, or it's gonna get cold So eat it.
I don't care if you're full Just eat it... eat it Open up your mouth and feed it
Have some more yogurt Have some more Spam It doesn't matter if it's fresh or canned Just eat it! Eat it! Eat it! Eat it! Don't you make me repeat it!
Have a banana, have a whole bunch It doesn't matter what you had for lunch
Just eat it! Eat it! Eat it! Eat it! Eat it! Eat it! If it's too cold, reheat it
Have a big dinner Have a light snack If you don't like it, you can't send it back
Just eat it! Eat it! Get yourself an egg and beat it!
Have some more chicken Have some more pie It doesn't matter if it's boiled or fried
Vous Souvenez-Vous? Adapted from: I Remember You - 1942 Composer(s): Victor Schertzinger; Johnny Mercer; Georges Gosset Performer(s): Lucky Blondo - 1963
Vous souvenez-vous? Cette nuit passée auprès de vous Sur la plage au sable doux?
Vous souvenez-vous? Le vent soulevait vos cheveux fous Qui caressaient votre joue
Vous souvenez-vous? J'ai osé vous embrasser Puis ce fut l'instant si doux, ou ou ou Tous deux allongés Sous le ciel étoilé, sans parler Pour mieux rêver Oui, c'est loin mais vous en souvenez-vous?
Vous souviendrez-vous, cet été Quand je reviendrai vous chercher? Que direz-vous, ou ou ou? J'ai tant attendu Ce moment où je vous reverrai Et vous dirai "De moi, chérie, vous souvenez-vous? Vous en souvenez-vous? De moi, vous souvenez-vous?
