Zondag 13 april 1975
Chapter 24
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Chapter 24
Composer(s): Syd Barrett
First release by: Pink Floyd - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists
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Zondag 13 april 1975
Funk The Dumb Stuff
Funk The Dumb Stuff
Composer(s): Emilio Castillo;
Stephen Kupka; F. Rocco Prestia
Performer(s): Tower Of Power
You think you’re cold, to cold to behold
But the truth be told you’re about to fold
Funk the dumb stuff (Funk the dumb stuff)
You think you’re hot, to hot to stop
But what you got, its about to flop
Funk the dumb stuff (Funk the dumb stuff)
You think you’re bad, but ain’t it sad
Realistically you can be had
Funk the dumb stuff (Funk the dumb stuff)
You think you’re good, as good as gold
But you’re jive trip be getting old
Funk the dumb stuff (Funk the dumb stuff)
If you funk with me, I’ll funk with you
If you funk with me, I’ll funk with you
If you funk with me, I’ll funk you too!
You think you’re hip, hip to the tip
But with all that lip, you’re about to slip
Funk the dumb stuff (Funk the dumb stuff)
You think you’re cool, too cool for school
But out of the pool, you’re just a fool
Funk the dumb stuff (Funk the dumb stuff)
You think you’re slick, so smooth and quick
On the real side, you’re in a trip
Funk the dumb stuff (Funk the dumb stuff)
And you think you’re bold, as bold as brass
but the truth be told we gonna kick yo
Funk the dumb stuff (Funk the dumb stuff)
If you funk with me, I’ll funk with you
If you funk with me, I’ll funk with you
If you funk with me, I’ll funk you too!
Zaterdag 12 april 1975
The Lesson
The Lesson
Composer(s): David M.
Performer(s): Vikki Carr
This is the lesson taught to me
A long time ago at my mother's knee
She said, someday someone who loves you
Will make you cry
Though he loves you he'll hurt you
Till you feel you could die
But if he says forgive me
Forgive if you can
For you are his woman
And he is your man
When you're looking for roses
There are thorns you will meet
And remember my child
Without any thorns the rose can't be sweet
Well it's finally happened
Now it's my turn to cry
Oh my darling you've hurt me
Till I feel I could die
But you're saying forgive me
And I understand
For I am your woman
And you are my man
Don't tell me about heartache
I've cried my share of tears
I've had my share of rain
But after the storm
No rain will appear
I just know when you hold me
My whole world is complete
And the lesson is clear
Without any thorns the rose can't be sweet
And the lesson is clear
Without any thorns the rose can't be sweet
Zaterdag 12 april 1975
Chapel Of Love
Chapel Of Love
Composer(s): Jeff Barry - Ellie Greenwich - Phil Spector
First recording/First release by: Darlene Love - 1963/The Dixie Cups - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1964 - Se Mi Vuoi Un Pò Di Bene (Le Amiche)
1964 - Capelo Do Amor (Wanderléa com Renato e seus Blues Caps)
Going to the chapel
And we're gonna get married
Going to the chapel
And we're gonna get married
Gee I really love you
And we're gonna get married
Going to the chapel of love
Spring is here...
Theeeeee...
The sky is blue (whoa-ooooo)
Birds all sing
Like they do
Today's the day
We'll say "I do"
And we'll never be lonely anymore
Because we're
Going to the chapel
And we're gonna get married
Going to the chapel
And we're gonna get married
Gee I really love you
And we're gonna get married
Going to the chapel of love
Bells will ring
The sun will shine (whoa-oooooh)
I'll be his
And he'll be mine
We'll love until
The end of time
And we'll never be lonely anymore
Because we're
Going to the chapel
And we're gonna get married
Going to the chapel
And we're gonna get married
Gee I really love you
And we're gonna get married
Going to the chapel of love
Going to the chapel of love
Going to the chapel of love...
Zaterdag 12 april 1975
Funk #49
Funk #49
Composer(s): Jim Fox; Dale Peters; Joe Walsh
Performer(s): The James Gang;
and various other artists
Uh, sleep all day, out all night
I know where you're going
I don't that's a-acting right
You don't think it's showing
A-jumpin' up, fallin' down
Don't misunderstand me
You don't think that I know your plan
What you try'n to hand me?
Out all night, sleep all day
I know what you're doing
If you're gonna a-act that way
Think there's trouble brewing
Vrijdag 11 april 1975
The Leopards
The Leopards
Composer(s): Marc Bolan
Performer(s): T. Rex
We're the leopards
We're the leopards
We're the leopards
The leader of the pack lives down in the local drain
We're the leopards
King Kong built a car inside his brain
We're the leopards
You tell me who's the sexiest
But why it's Gardenia & the Mighty Slug
We're the leopards
Old Doug Henry lost an ear when he crossed my path
We're the leopards
Called himself Jesus, well that's what he said to me
We're the leopards
I have never seen a freak look as weird as you
Except for Gardenia and the Mighty Slug
We're the leopards
Cycle Michael grotesque school desk in my brain
We're the leopards
Mincing Quincy dropping bop drops down the drain
We're the leopards
I'll just tell you boy we're mean and we're tough
Just like Gardenia and the Mighty Slug
We're the leopards
I know that we know that he know it's wrong
We're the leopards
To spend your life inside a song
Greasy Gert tried it and she licked it too
Just like Gardenia and the Mighty Slug
We're the leopards
Uncle Bimbo drunk up the sea of Galilee
And like a fool he promised it all to me
But I'm young and built of steel
Just like Gardenia and the Mighty Slug
Just like Gardenia and the Mighty Slug
Just like Gardenia and the Mighty Slug
We're the leopards
We're the leopards...
Vrijdag 11 april 1975
Immer Wieder Sonntags
Immer Wieder Sonntags
Performer(s): Cindy & Bert
Bring mich hin zu den Lichtern
die sich wild im Rhythmus dreh'n
Bunt und heiß sind die Gesichter
die der Nacht nur gehör'n
Gib mir Musik
die ich trinken kann
bis die Welt um mich versinkt
Gib mir Musik
zu der ich tanzen kann
bis die Nacht das Fieber bringt
bis die Nacht das Fieber bringt
bis die Nacht das Fieber bringt
Im Fieber der Nacht
uh uh uh im Fieber der Nacht
uh uh uh im Fieber der Nacht
Uh uh uh bin ich frei
unendlich frei !
Du
kannst es spüren
was ich fühle versteh'n
Wenn wir uns nur berühren
das ist schön
Gib mir Musik
die ich trinken kann
bis die Welt um mich versinkt
Gib mir Musik
zu der ich tanzen kann
bis die Nacht das Fieber bringt
bis die Nacht das Fieber bringt
bis die Nacht das Fieber bringt
Im Fieber der Nacht
uh uh uh im Fieber der Nacht
uh uh uh im Fieber der Nacht
Uh uh uh bin ich frei
unendlich frei!
Vrijdag 11 april 1975
Funiculì, Funiculà
Funiculì, Funiculà
Composer(s): Luigi Denza; Peppino Turco
Performer(s): Luciano Pavarotti;
and various other artists
Aieressera, oi' ne', me ne sagliette
tu saie addo'?
tu saie addo'?
Addo' 'stu core 'ngrato cchiu' dispietto
farme nun po'!
farme nun po'!
Addo' lo fuoco coce, ma si fuie
te lassa sta!
te lassa sta!
E nun te corre appriesso, nun te struie
'ncielo a guarda'!
'ncielo a guarda'!
Jammo 'ncoppa, jammo ja'
funiculi', funicula'!
Ne'... jammo da la terra a la montagna!
no passo nc'e'!
Se vede Francia, Proceta e la Spagna
Io veco a tte!
Tirato co la fune, ditto 'nfatto
'ncielo se va..
Se va comm' 'a lu viento a l'intrasatto
gue', saglie sa'!
Jammo 'ncoppa, jammo ja'
funiculi', funicula'!
Se n' 'e' sagliuta, oi' ne', se n' 'e' sagliuta
la capa già!
E' gghiuta, po' e' turnata, po' e' venuta
sta sempe cca'!
La capa vota, vota, attuorno, attuorno
attuorno a tte!
Sto core canta sempe nu taluorno
Sposammo, oi' ne'!
Jammo 'ncoppa, jammo ja'
funiculi', funicula'!
Donderdag 10 april 1975
The Lemon Song
The Lemon Song
Composer(s): Robert Plant - John Bonham - Jimmy Page - John Paul Jones
First release by: Led Zeppelin - 1969
I should have quit you a long time ago
Whoa-e-yeah-yeah, a long time ago
I wouldn't be here not here
down on this killing floor
I should have listened, baby, to my second mind, oh
I should have listened, baby, to my second mind
Every time I go away and leave you, darling
Send me the blues fresh down the line, oh
Babe, yeah
Give me my baby
oh ooh oh, oh, no, no, no, no, no
Now take it down for me
People tell me baby, keep me satisfied
Try to worry me baby but I never-uh
Get to be mine so
People worry, baby, to keep you satisfied
Ha, let me tell you baby
Oh, you ain't nothing but a two-bit, no good, yeah
I went to sleep last night, I work as hard as I can
I bring all my money, you take my money, give it to another man
I should have quit you, baby, oh, such a long time ago, oh
I wouldn't be here with all my troubles
Down on this killing floor
Squeeze me baby, 'til the juice runs down my leg
Now, now, squeeze me baby, 'til the juice runs down my leg
The way you squeeze my lemon, I
I'm gonna fall right out of bed, bed, bed, bed, yeah
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey yo, hey, do
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby babe, oh
Hey babe yeoh, yeoh, yeoh
Oh, oh
I'm gonna leave my juice down on this killing floor
Donderdag 10 april 1975
Chapeau-Claque
Chapeau-Claque
Composer(s): Kenneth Gärdestad - Ted Gärdestad
Performer(s): Ted Gärdestad
Det var en svart natt, kall natt, tusan till natt
Jag hade trånga skor
Det regna' hela dan så min keps blev för stor
Jag stannade till vid ett café och fick se Fred Astaire i kvällens =
repris
Dansa omkring bland nakna ben klädd som en miljonär
Chapeau-Claque och Cadillac
Blanka skor och frack
Har jag sett i filmer från Hollywood
Chapeau-Claque och Cadillac
Tjack med nagellack
Det är bra för killar i frack
Jag kom i säng sent, hem sent, tusan så sent
Och somna med n gång
Jag drömde att jag sjöng en ny Hollywoodsång
Jag dansade runt som Fred Astaire på en skär Broadway-scen
Jag gjorde succé
Tills jag blev väckt av telefon mitt i en snygg entré
Chapeau-Claque och Cadillac
Tjack med nagellack
Det är bra för killar i frack
Jag kom i säng sent, hem sent, tusan så sent
Och somna med n gång
Jag drömde att jag sjöng en ny Hollywoodsång
Chapeau-Claque och Cadillac
Blanka skor och frack
Har jag sett i filmer från Hollywood
Chapeau-Claque och Cadillac
Tjack med nagellack
Det är bra för killar i frack
Chapeau-Claque och Cadillac
Tjack med nagellack (tona ut)
Donderdag 10 april 1975
Function At The Junction
Function At The Junction
Composer(s): Eddie Holland; Shorty (Frederick) Long
Performer(s): Shorty (Frederick) Long;
and various other artists
I'm getting ready for the function at the junction
And baby you'd better come on right now
Because everybody's gonna be there
We got people comin' from everywhere
We got Ling Ting Tong from China
Long Tall Sally from Carolina
We got 007, the private eye,
And he's bringin' all the guys from "I Spy"
Come one, come all, we gonna have a ball
down at the function at the junction
And baby you'd better come on right now
We serving egg foo yung and barbecue
having chicken dumplings and kidney stew
having heap big fun till the break of dawn
gonna shake a tailfeather shoot, it's gonna be a run
Hold a shotgun on the rooster, and dare him to crow
how could anybody sleep when they could get out on the floor
Tell him, tell them, tell one and tell `em all
Tell `em `bout the function at the junction
Tell `em that they'd better come on right now
Tell `em `bout the function at the junction
Tell `em that they'd better come on right now
Oh the soul brothers, Jitterbugs
Hip cats and fancy hats and
Pretty girls with pretty smiles
All decked out in the latest styles
and Farmer Jim and Guitar Slim and
Betty Boop and ooo-boop-e-doop
and Mohair Sam from Alabam
and Minnesota Fats from Hobo Flats
Breath-takin' Hip-shakin' give it now
Talkin' bout some fascinatin' demonstratin'
They all be gathering here, from far and near
for the Function at the Junction
Brother, you'd better come on right now
Tell `em `bout the function at the junction
Sister, you'd better come on right now
Talkin' `bout a function at the junction
Everybody you'd better come on right now
Woensdag 9 april 1975
The Legend Of Xanadu
The Legend Of Xanadu
Composer(s): Alan Blaikley - Ken Howard
First release by: Dave Dee, Dozy, Beaky, Mick & Tich - 1968
You'll hear my voice, on the wind, 'cross the sand
If you should return, to that black barren land
That bears the name of Xanadu
Cursed without hope, was the love that I sought
Lost from the start, was the duel
That was s'possed to win her heart in Xanadu
And the footprints leave no traces
Only shadows move in places where we used to go
And the buildings open to the sky
All echo in the vultures cry as if to show
Our love was for a day
Then doomed to pass away
In Xanadu, in Xanadu, in Xanadu
In Xanadu, in Xanadu, in Xanadu
What was it to you that a man laid down his life for your love
Were those clear eyes of yours ever filled with the pain and the tears and the grief
Did you ever give your self to any one man in this whole wide world
Or did you love me and will you find your way back one day to Xanadu
You'll hear my voice, on the wind, 'cross the sand
If you should return, to that black barren land that bears the name of Xanadu
Xanadu, in Xanadu, in Xanadu, in Xanadu
Woensdag 9 april 1975
Chantilly Lace
Chantilly Lace
((French Version: Au Camp Du Bonheur (Eddy Mitchell) - 1978))
Composer(s): Big Bopper
First release by: Big Bopper - 1958
Covered by multiple other artists
Hello, baaaaby!
Yeah, this is the Big Bopper speakin'
Ha ha ha ha ha! Oh, you sweet thing!
Do I what? Will I what?
Oh baby, you knoooow what I like!
Chantilly Lace had a pretty face and a ponytail hangin' down
A wiggle in her walk and a giggle in her talk
Make the world go 'round
Ain't nothing in the world like a big eyed girl
To make me act so funny, make me spend my money
Make me feel real loose like a long necked goose
Like a--oh baby, that's a-what I like!
What's that, baby?
But... but... but... oh, honey!
Oh baby, you know what I like!
Chantilly Lace had a pretty face and a ponytail hangin' down
A wiggle in her walk and a giggle in her talk
Make the world go 'round
Ain't nothing in the world like a big eyed girl
To make me act so funny, make me spend my money
Make me feel real loose like a long necked goose
Like a--oh baby, that's a-what I like!
Woensdag 9 april 1975
Fun, Fun, Fun
Fun, Fun, Fun
Composer(s): Brian Wilson; Mike Love
Performer(s): The Beach Boys;
and various other artists
Well she got her daddy's car
And she cruised through the hamburger stand now
Seems she forgot all about the library
Like she told her old man now
And with the radio blasting
Goes cruising just as fast as she can now
And she'll have fun, fun, fun
'Til her daddy takes the T-Bird away
(Fun, fun, fun 'til her daddy takes the T-Bird away)
Well the girls can't stand her
'Cause she walks looks and drives like an ace now
(You walk like an ace now you walk like an ace)
She makes the Indy 500 look like a Roman chariot race now
(You look like an ace now you look like an ace)
A lot of guys try to catch her
But she leads them on a wild goose chase now
(You drive like an ace now you drive like an ace)
And she'll have fun, fun, fun
'Til her daddy takes the T-Bird away
(Fun, fun, fun 'til her daddy takes the T-Bird away)
Well you knew all along
That your dad was getting wise to you now
(You shouldn't have lied now you shouldn't have lied)
And since he took your set of keys
You've been thinking that your fun is all through now
(You shouldn't have lied now you shouldn't have lied)
But you can come along with me
'Cause we got a lot of things to do now
(You shouldn't have lied now you shouldn't have lied)
And we'll have fun, fun, fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away
(Fun, fun, fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
And we'll have fun, fun, fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away
(Fun, fun, fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
(Fun, fun, fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
(Fun, fun, fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
(Fun, fun, fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
(Fun, fun, fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
(Fun, fun, fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
(Fun, fun, fun now that daddy took the T-Bird away)
Dinsdag 8 april 1975
Legend Of Wyatt Earp
Legend Of Wyatt Earp
Composer(s): Harry Warren - Harold Adamson
Performer(s): The Ken Darby Singers
and multiple other artists
I'll tell you a story, a real true life story
A tale of the Western frontier
The West, it was lawless, but one man was flawless
And his is the story you'll hear
Oooh-oooh-oooh, Wyatt Earp, Wyatt Earp
Brave, courageous and bold
Long live his fame and long life his glory
And long may his story be told
When he came to Kansas, to settle in Kansas
He planned on a peaceable life
Some goods and some chattel, a few head of cattle
A home and a sweet loving wife
Oooh-oooh-oooh, Wyatt Earp, Wyatt Earp
Brave Courageous and bold
Long live his fame and long live his glory
And long may his story be told
Now, he wasn't partial to bein' a marshal
But fate went and dealt him his hand
While outlaws were lootin' and killin' and shootin'
He knew that he must take a stand
Oooh-oooh-oooh, Wyatt Earp, Wyatt Earp
Long may his story be told
Well he cleaned up the country, the old wild west country
He made law and order prevail
And none can deny it, the legend of Wyatt
Forever will live on the trail
Oooh-oooh-oooh, Wyatt Earp, Wyatt Earp
Brave Courageous and bold
Long live his fame and long live his glory
And long may his story be told
Long may his story be told
Dinsdag 8 april 1975
Chanteur Des Années 80
Chanteur Des Années 80
Composer(s): Chris Michaelessi - Lana Sebastian - Paul Sebastian
Performer(s): Dalida
Toi qui joue et qui chante sur des rythmes fous
Des mots qui veulent refaire le monde
Et aller jusqu'au bout
Toi qui joue et qui gagne coup sur coup
Dans des salles en délire qui t'acclament debout
Tu n'connais qu'le soleil des rayons lasers
Qui brûlent un peu ta peau à chacun d'tes concerts
Et ta révolution un jour fera rêver
Ça sera ton testament pour ceux qui vont chanter
Après toi
C'est pour ça n'oublie pas
Laisse un peu d'amour
Un peu d'amour,d'amour
Laisse un peu d'amour
Chanteur des années 80 l'an 2000 est pour demain
Laisse un peu d'amour
Un peu d'amour, d'amour
Laisse un peu d'amour
Chanteur des années 80
Toi qui boucle ta valise pour t'en aller plus loin
En cadillac ou en stop sur les lignes de ta main
Tu t'arrêteras peut-être sur la route faire le plein
Tes illusions d'hier et tes rêves de demain
N'oublie pas d'dire merci comme ça de temps en temps
A ceux qui t'ont suivi et même à ceux qui souvent
Disaient que ta musique ça n'était que du vent
Aujourd'hui s'ils t'imitent c'est qu't'avait du talent
C'est pour ça, ne change pas, n'oublie pas
Laisse un peu d'amour
Un peu d'amour, d'amour
Laisse un peu d'amour
Chanteur des années 80 l'an 2000 est pour demain
Laisse un peu d'amour
Un peu d'amour, d'amour
Laisse un peu d'amour
Chanteur des années 80
Laisse un peu d'amour
Un peu d'amour, d'amour
Laisse un peu d'amour
Chanteur des années 80
Laisse un peu d'amour
Dinsdag 8 april 1975
Fumo Negli Occhi
Fumo Negli Occhi
(Adapted from: Smoke Gets in Your Eyes - 1933)
Composer(s): Otto Harbach; Jerome Kern; Mariano Rapetti
Performer(s): Meme Bianchi - 1936
and multiple other artists
No, io non piango sai
è soltanto che
fumi e il fumo va
dentro gli occhi miei
fino in fondo al cuore
No, io non piangerò
anche se io so
che mi lascerai
come hai detto tu
e non tornerai
Io vivrò
la vita senza te
ma come io non lo so
io vivrò
ma solamente per
dimenticare te
No, io non piango sai
è soltanto che
fumi e il fumo va
dentro gli occhi miei
fino in fondo al cuor
Fino in fondo al cuor
Maandag 7 april 1975
The Legend Of Wooley Swamp
The Legend Of Wooley Swamp
Composer(s): Charlie Daniels - Charlie Hayward - Fred Edwards - James Marshall - Joel "Taz" DiGregorio - Tom Crain
Performer(s): Charlie Daniels
and multiple other artists
If you ever go back into Wooley Swamp son you better not go at night
There's things out there in the middle of them woods
That'd make a strong man die from fright
There's things that crawl and things that fly
And things that creep around on the ground
And they say the ghost of Lucias Clay gets up and it walks around
But I couldn't believe it, I just had to find out for myself
And I couldn't conceive it, I never would listen to nobody else
No I couldn't believe it, I just had to find out for myself
That there's some things in this world you just can't explain
The old man lived in the Wooley Swamp way back in the gurgling woods
And he never did do a lot of harm in the world
But he never did do no good
People didn't think too much of him
They all thought he acted funny
The old man didn't care about people anyway
All he cared about was his money
He'd stuff it all down in Mason jars and bury it all around
But on certain nights if the moon was right
He'd dig it up out of the ground
He'd pour it all out on the floor of his shack
And run his fingers through it
Old Lucias Clay was a greedy old man
And that's all there ever was to it
But I couldn't believe it, I just had to find out for myself
And I couldn't conceive it, I never would listen to nobody else
No I couldn't believe it, I just had to find out for myself
That there's some things in this world you just can't explain
The Crayton boys were white trash they lived over on Parvis Creek
They were a real snake and sneaky as a cat
And belligerent when they'd speak
One night the oldest brother said ya'll meet in the Wooley Swamp later
We'll get old Lucias' money and we'll pitch him to the alligators
They found the old man out in the back with a shovel in his hand
And thirteen rusty Mason jars he just dug up out of the sand
And they all went crazy and they beat the old man
Then they picked him up off the ground
Then they threw him in the swamp and they stood there and laughed
Till the black water sucked him down
Then they turned around and went back to the shack
And they picked up the money and ran
But they hadn't gone nowheres when they realized
They were running in quicksand.
And they struggled and screamed but they couldn't get away
Then just before they were gone
They could hear that old man laughing
In a voice that was loud and strong
Now that's been fifty years ago an' if you go back by there again
There's a spot in the yard in back of that shack
Where the ground is always wet
And on certain nights if the moon is right
And you're down by the dark footpath
You can hear three yound men screaming
And you can hear that old man laugh
If you ever go back into Wooley Swamp son you better not go at night
There's things out there in the middle of them woods
That'd make a strong man die from fright
There's things that crawl and things that fly
And things that creep around on the ground
And they say the ghost of Lucias Clay gets up and it walks around
But I couldn't believe it, I just had to find out for myself
And I couldn't conceive it, I never would listen to nobody else
No I couldn't believe it, I just had to find out for myself
That there's some things in this world you just can't explain...
Maandag 7 april 1975
Chanter Pour Toi
Chanter Pour Toi
Composer(s): Étienne Roda-Gil - David Hallyday
Performer(s): Johnny Hallyday
Sur le chemin
Où marche la haine
Et sur la route
Que tu cherches devant toi
Quand saigne la plaine...
Sur le chemin
Tu poses ta peine
Tu souffles un peu
C'est pas loin c'est devant toi
Quand saigne la plaine...
Il me reste une chose à faire
Pour toi et pour des gens comme toi
C'est chanter pour toi
Et pendant que saigne la plaine
Il me reste une chose à faire pour toi
C'est chanter pour toi
Il me reste une seule chose à faire
Il me reste une seule chose à faire pour toi
C'est chanter pour toi
C'est le soleil
Qui montre la route
Il s'en va là où le rêve s'en va
Quand saigne la plaine...
Si tu le suis
Tu verras sans doute
Là où il dort
C'est pas loin c'est là devant toi
Quand saigne la plaine...
Il me reste une chose à faire
Pour toi et pour des gens comme toi
C'est chanter pour toi
C'est chanter pour toi
Maandag 7 april 1975
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