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Chico Marginado


Chico Marginado
Composer(s): Miguel Mateos
Performer(s): Miguel Mateos



No quiero estudiar, ni ir a trabajar
vivo al borde de la ciudad
entre fábrica y smog
y un barrio abandonado

Me quiero volar, tengo que escapar
la autopista voy a cruzar
es que mi amor, amor, amor
vive del otro lado

Ah! Te pasaré a buscar
rodando en mi bici
y sin quitar los pies del pedal

Ah! El viento empujará
Vos adelante y yo por atrás
Así no más...

Tengo que pelear, no puedo esperar
como un mendigo y su pan
mientras Buenos Aires
me ató de pies y manos

Alguien para ver, alguien para amar
alguien que me invite a pasar
no le tengas miedo, no
a un chico marginado

Ah! Yo me sentí tan mal
cuando encontré 100 dólares
en el uniforme de tu papá

Ah! Con tanta soledad
es que el esfuerzo humano mi amor
no tiene, no, buenos modales

No te burles mi amor
de un chico marginado
No te burles mi amor
de un chico marginado

Ah! Te pasaré a buscar
rodando en mi bici
y sin quitar los pies del pedal

Ah! Con tanta soledad
es que el esfuerzo humano mi amor
no tiene, no, buenos modales

No te burles mi amor
de un chico marginado
No te burles mi amor
de un chico marginado

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Real Live Girl


Real Live Girl
Composer(s): Cy Coleman; Carolyn Leigh
Performer(s): Matt Monro;
and various other artists



Pardon me miss
but I've never done this
with a real live girl
what could be harmful
in holding an armful
of a real live girl
pardon me if you're affectionate squeeze
fogs up my goggles and
buckels my knees
I'm simply drown in the sight, and the sounds
and the scent and the feel
of a real live girl
nothing can beat getting swept off your feet
by a real live girl
dreams of you but don't compare with a hunk
of a real live girl
girl's were to girlish
was once my belief
whata reversal and what a relief
I'll take the flowering hat
and the towering hill
and the squeal of a real live girl
I've seen photographs and faximilies
that have set my heart off in a whirl
but I over look everyone in the book
for a real live girl
take your vernecion or romanaprrection
ideal live girl
go be a hold out for Helen of Troy
I am a healthy American Boy
and I rather gape at the dear little shape of the stir
and the kill of a real live girl
full time, occasional all operational girl

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The Man Who Sold The World


The Man Who Sold The World
Composer(s): David Bowie
First release by: David Bowie - 1971
Covered by multiple other artists



We passed upon the stairs, we spoke in walls and web
Although I wasn`t there, he said I was his friend, which came as a surprise
I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died --- a long a long, long time ago
Oh no, not me, we never lost control
The face to face of a man who sold the world

I laughed and shook his hand, and made my way back home
I searched a far the land, for years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazy stare
We walked a million hills
I must have died --- a long a long, long time ago
Who knows not me
I never lost control
You`re face to face with the man who sold the world

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Chickery Chick


Chickery Chick Composer(s): Sidney Lippman - Sylvia Dee Performer(s): Sammy Kaye and multiple other artists



Once there lived a chicken who would say
"Chick-chick, chick-chick" all day
Soon that chick got sick and tired of just "chick-chick"
So one morning he started to say

Chickery chick, cha-la, cha-la
Check-a-la romey in a bananika
Bollika, wollika, can't you see
Chickery chick is me

Every time you're sick and tired of just the same old thing
Sayin' just the same old words all day
Be just like the chicken who found something new to sing
Open up your mouth and start to say

Oh! Chickery chick, cha-la, cha-la
Check-a-la romey in a bananika
Bollika, wollika, can't you see
Chickery chick is me

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Real American


Real American
Composer(s): Rick Derringer; Bernard Kenny
Performer(s): Rick Derringer



When it comes crashing down and it hurts inside
you gotta take a stand
it don't hurt to hide
if you hurt my friends then you hurt my pride
I gotta be a man
I cant let it slide

Chorus
I am a real American
fight for the rights of every man
I'm a real American
fight for what's right
fight for your life

I feel strong for very long
I don't take trouble for very long
I've got something deep inside of me
courage is the thing that sets us free

Repeat chorus x2

If you hurt my friends then you hurt my pride
I gotta be a man
I can't let them slide

Repeat chorus x4

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The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance


The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance
Composer(s): Burt Bacharach - Hal David
First release by: The Fairmount Singers - 1962
Covered by multiple other artists



When Liberty Valance rode to town
The women folk would hide, they'd hide
When Liberty Valance walked around
The men would step aside
'Cause the point of a gun was the only law
That Liberty understood
When it came to shootin' straight and fast
He was mighty good

From out of the East a stranger came
A law book in his hand, a man
The kind of a man the west would need
To tame a troubled land
'Cause the point of a gun was the only law
That Liberty understood
When it came to shootin' straight and fast
He was mighty good
When it came to shootin' straight and fast
He was mighty good

Many a man would face his gun
And many a man would fall
The man who shot Liberty Valance
He shot Liberty Valance
He was the bravest of them all

The love of a girl can make a man
Stay on when he should go, stay on
Just tryin' to build a peaceful live
Where love is free to grow
But the point of a fun was the only law
That Liberty understood
When the final showdown came at last
A law book was no good

Alone and afraid she prayed that he'd
Return that fateful night, that night
When nothing she said could keep her man
From going out to fight
From the moment a girl gets to be full grown
The very first thing she learns
When two men go out to face each other, only one returns

Everyone heard two shots ring out
One shot made Liberty fall
The man who shot Liberty Valance
He shot Liberty Valance
He was the bravest of them all

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Chicken Pot Pie


Chicken Pot Pie
Performer(s): Weird Al Yankovic



When we were young, Bernie's Deli was down the block
(Ooh ooh ooh ooh)
He made a great liver pate
(You know he did, you know he did, you know he did)
But if there's one thing in this world that I like better
Than a corned beef on rye

It's Chicken Pot Pie
Chicken Pot Pie

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Ready, Willing And Able


Ready, Willing And Able
Composer(s): Dick Gleason; Floyd Huddeston; Al Rinker
Performer(s): Doris Day; Mike Smith



I'm ready, willing and able
And honey, now it's up to you
So lay your cards on the table
And tell me what you plan to do

I'm ready, able and willing
To join you in a little fun
But I won't take second billing
I've got to be your number one

I'm ready to give you my heart, dear
I'm willing to hand you the key
And I'm able to say from the start, dear
It's never belonged to anyone else but me

Oh, I'm ready, I'm willing and able
So if you want a love that's true
Just lay your cards on the table
'Cause honey, now it's up to you

I'm ready
Oh yes, you know I'm ready, baby
I'm able
Oh yes, you know I'm able, baby
I'm willing
Oh yes, you know I'm willing, baby
Now I've stated my condition
I've got lots of ammunition

Ready, willing and I'm able
So if you want a love that's true
Just lay your cards on the table
'Cause honey
Honey, now it's up to you

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The Man Who Broke The Bank At Monte Carlo


The Man Who Broke The Bank At Monte Carlo
Performer(s): Charles Coburn



I've just got here, thro' Paris, from the sunny southern shore
I to Monte Carlo went, just to raise my winter's rent
Dame Fortune smil'd upon me as she'd never done before
And I've now such lots of money, I'm a gent
Yes, I've now such lots of money, I'm a gent

I stay indoors till after lunch, and then my daily walk
To the great Triumphal Arch is one grand Triumphal march
Observ'd by each observer with the keenness of a hawk
I'm mass of money, linen, silk and starch
I'm mass of money, linen, silk and starch

I patronized the tables at the Monte Carlo hell
Till they hadn't got a sou for a Christian or a Jew
So I quickly went to Parie for the charms of mad'moiselle
Who's the load-stone of my heart
What can I do?
When with twenty tongues she swears that she'll be true?

As I walk along the Bois Boolong, with an independent air
You can hear them sigh and wish to die
You can see them wink the other eye
At the man who broke the bank at Monte Carlo

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Chicken Little Baby


Chicken Little Baby Composer(s): Little Richard Performer(s): Little Richard



Well, I got the blues
My baby's gonna shout for joy, shout for joy
Yeah, I got the news
My baby's gonna shout for joy
Well, she says I'm her baby
She calls me her Little Richard (Rich) Boy

Yes, I got a chicken little baby
I got a chicken little baby
Come on, got a chicken little baby
Yea-eh-es, got a chicken little baby
Uh-hum, I got a chicken little baby
Ev'rybody wants her now

Well, tonight I stand with my heart in my hand
Yeah, tonight I stand with my heart in my hand
If I can't be your baby, I won't be your lovin' man

Yes, I got a chicken little baby
I got a chicken little baby
Come on, got a chicken little baby
Yea-eh-es, got a chicken little baby
Uh-hum, I got a chicken little baby
Ev'rybody wants her now

Yes, I got a chicken little baby
I got a chicken little baby
Come on, got a chicken little baby
Yea-eh-es, got a chicken little baby
Uh-hum, I got a chicken little baby
Ev'rybody wants her now

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Ready To Rock


Ready To Rock
Composer(s): Romanelli-Stotts; Swenson-Romanelli-Stotts
Performer(s): Wendy O. Williams



Come on, let it go, we're gonna rock tonight
If you don't know how I'll show you how
We're gonna rock tonight
Hey get with it, we're gonna rock tonight
All together, we're gonna rock tonight

Hey, let's go, yeah, are you ready to rock (ready to rock)?

Make some noise, start to feel, give everything you can
Gonna rock all day, gonna rock all night
Rock till we can't stand
Hey get with it, we're gonna rock tonight
All together, we're gonna rock tonight

Hey, let's go, yeah, are you ready to rock?

Not feeling free? come rock with me
Don't hold nothing back
Come on let's get loose, let's bump and groan
Full speed down the track

Hey, let's go, are you ready to rock?

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The Man Upstairs


The Man Upstairs
Performer(s): Jim Nabors



Have you talked to the Man upstairs
'Cause He wants to hear from you
Have you talked to the Man upstairs
He will always see you through

And if troubles ever trouble you
Don't you run and hide
Cause if you ever need a friend
He'll be right there by your side

Just turn your eyes to heaven
And just say a simple prayer
Through the clouds, you'll wait to see His face
No matter when or where

Have you talked to the Man upstairs
He wants to hear from you
Have you talked to the Man upstairs
He'll always see you through

And if troubles ever trouble you
Don't you run and hide
'Cause if you ever need a friend
He'll be right there by your side

Just turn your eyes to heaven
And say a simple prayer
Through the clouds, you'll wait to see His face
No matter when or where

Have you talked to the Man upstairs
He wants to hear from you
Have you talked to the Man upstairs
He will always see you through

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Chicken Fat


Chicken Fat
Composer(s): Meredith Wilson
Performer(s): Robert Preston



Touch down
Every morning
Ten times!
Not just
Now and then
Give that chicken fat
Back to the chicken
And don't be chicken again
No, don't be chicken again

Push up
Every morning
Ten times
Push up
Starting low
Once more on the rise
Nuts to the flabby guys!
Go, you chicken fat, go away!
Go, you chicken fat, go!

Left! Left! Left! Left!
Left a good pound and a quarter
Was it right, right that it should be left?
Yes, I left! Left! Left! Left!
Left a good pound and a quarter
It was right (left), right (left) that it should be left!

Now, touch your toes with me
Ready!

Touch down (up)
Every morning (down)
Ten times!
(Three!) Not just (up)
(Four!) Now and then (up)
(Five!) Give that (up) chicken fat
(Six!) Back to the (up) chicken and
(Seven!) Don't be (up) chicken (Eight!) again
(up) No, (Nine!) don't be (up) chicken again
(Ten...halt!)

Hit the dirt!
Hit!
Push ups next
Nice and steady
Not too fast
Ready!

Push up (down)
Every morning (up)
Ten times!
Push up,
Starting low
(Down! That's five)
Once more (down) on the rise
(Six!) Nuts to the (down) flabby guys
(Seven!) Go, you (down) chicken fat
(Everybody sing!) go away
Go, you chicken fat, go!

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Ready Teddy


Ready Teddy
French Title: Belle Composer(s): Robert Blackwell; John S. Marascalco
Performer(s): Little Richard;
and various other artists



Ready, set, go, man, go
I've got a gal that I love so
I'm ready
Ready ready Teddy, I'm read-yyy!
Ready ready Teddy, I'm ready
Ready ready Teddy, I'm ready ready ready to rock 'n' roll

Goin' down to the corner
Pick up my sweetie pie
She's my rock 'n' roll baby
She's the apple of my eye, I'm ready
Ready ready Teddy, I'm read-yyy!
Ready ready Teddy, I'm ready
Ready ready Teddy, I'm ready ready ready to rock 'n' roll

All the flat top cats and the dungaree dolls
Are headed for the gym to the sock hop ball
The joint's really jumpin', the cats are goin' wild
The music really sends me, I dig that crazy style
I'm ready
Ready ready Teddy, read-yyy!
Ready ready Teddy, I'm ready
Ready ready Teddy, I'm ready ready ready to rock 'n' roll

Goin' down to the corner
Pick up my sweetie pie
She's my rock 'n' roll baby
She's the apple of my eye
I'm ready
Ready ready Teddy, I'm read-yyy!
Ready ready Teddy, I'm ready
Ready ready Teddy, I'm ready ready ready to rock 'n' roll

All the flat top cats and all the dungaree dolls
Are headed for the gym to the sock hop ball
The joint is really jumpin', the cats are goin' wild
The music really sends me, I dig that crazy style
I'm ready
Ready ready Teddy, I'm read-yyy!
Ready ready Teddy, I'm ready
Ready ready Teddy, I'm ready ready ready to rock 'n' roll

Gonna kick off my shoes, roll up my faded jeans
Grab my rock 'n' roll baby, pour on the steam
I shuffle to the left, I shuffle to the right
Gonna rock 'n' roll till the early early night
I'm ready
Ready ready Teddy, I'm read-yyy!
Ready ready Teddy, I'm ready
Ready ready Teddy, I'm ready ready ready to rock 'n' roll

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The Man That Is Me


The Man That Is Me
Composer(s): Jim Croce - Ingrid Croce
Performer(s): Jim & Ingrid Croce



I'm a dreamer by nature
And I've always been tryin'
To dream myself out of this world that I'm in
In my dreams I escape all the troubles around
And it hasn't cost a penny
For the pleasures I've found

What is the part
That I'll play today
Beggar, a bus'ness man, king for a day?
I've played many parts
And I'm the first to agree
That I'm still lookin' round for the man that is me

I'm a dreamer by nature
And I've always been
Looking for something not there
My financial position
Don't bother my dreams
'Cause in fairy tale money
I'm my own millionaire

What is the part
That I'll play today
Beggar, a bus'ness man, king for a day?
I've played many parts
And I'm the first to agree
That I'm still lookin' round for the man that is me

I'm a rich man in dreams
But in real life I've hid
From the fact that I've got me a wife and a kid
If I lose what I've got
Then they lose it too
Tell me what in this world's a poor dreamer to do

What is the part
That I'll play today
Beggar, a bus'ness man, king for a day?
I've played many parts
And I'm the first to agree
That I'm still lookin' round for the man that is me

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Chicken


Chicken Composer(s): Jerry Leiber - Walter Rollins - Mike Stoller Performer(s): The Cheers



They drove the hottest hot rods
That were ever raced in years
You could hear `em burnin' rubber
As they shifted through the gears
They must have lost their senses
In their trail of smoke and flame
`Cos you had to be a maniac
To play that crazy game

"Chicken", "Chicken"
The winner of the game would holler "chicken"

The laughter of the couples
Could be heard above the roar
As they headed t'ward each other
With their pedals to the floor
The one that held it showed
That he was not afraid to die
And the one that turned aside
Would hear the winning couple cry

"Chicken", "Chicken"
The winner of the game would holler "chicken"

(Chicken)

They knew they'd all be losers
If they ever had a tie
But the closer they could make a scene
The louder they would cry
The kicks were always greatest
When they had the closest shaves
And the voices coming back
Were like an echo from the grave

"Chicken", "Chicken"
The winner of the game would holler "chicken"

And then one night it happened
`Cos the devil had his way
He was clickin' off the seconds
That were left for them to play
There might have been a winner
But they had no way to tell
For the couples all were dead
And there was no one left to yell

"Chicken", "Chicken"
The winner of the game would holler "chicken"

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Ready For You


Ready For You
Performer(s): Air Supply



Painted sands and makeshift hands
Take us round and round
Horizon clear, you'll soon be near
And walking on the ground
I've been round the corner
Sinking all the doubts in sight
If you sail across the border
We can float into the night

Oh, I'm ready for you
I'm ready for you
I'm ready for you
I'm ready for you

Cloudy Sky, the wind is high
And trying to break the spell
But I'll be here when you appear
I'll see the night as well
A feeling's not a feeling
If you can't believe it's true
I'd sooner be believing
'Til the ship comes sailing through

Oh, I'm ready for you
I'm ready for you
I'm ready for you
I'm ready for you

I've been round the corner
Sinking all the doubts in sight
If you sail across the border
We can float into the night

Oh, I'm ready for you
Oh, I'm ready for you
Oh, I'm ready for you
Oh, I'm ready for you

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The Man That Got Away


The Man That Got Away
Composer(s): Ira Gershwin - Harold Arlen
First performance by: Judy Garland - 1954
Covered by multiple other artists



The night is bitter
The stars have lost their glitter
The winds grow colder
And suddenly you're older
And all because of
The man that got away

No more his eager call
The writing's on the wall
The dreams you dreamed have all
Gone astray
The man that won you
Has run off and undone you
That great beginning
Has seen it's final inning
Don't know what happened
It's all a crazy game

No more that all-time thrill
For you've been through the mill
And never a new love will
Be the same

Good riddance, good-bye
Every trick of his you're on to
But fools will be fools and where's he gone to?

The road gets rougher
It's lonelier and tougher
With hope you burn up
Tomorrow he may turn up
There's just no letup
The livelong night and day

Ever since this world began
There is nothing sadder than
A one-man woman
Looking for the man that got away...

The road gets rougher
It's lonelier and tougher
With hope you burn up
Tomorrow he may turn up
There's just no letup
The livelong night and day

Ever since this world began
There is nothing sadder than
A one-man woman
Looking for the man
The man that got away...

The man that got away...

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Chickasaw Train Blues (Low Down Dirty Thing)


Chickasaw Train Blues (Low Down Dirty Thing) Composer(s): Minnie McCoy Performer(s): Memphis Minnie; Kansas Joe McCoy



I'm gon' tell everybody, what that Chickasaw has done done for me
I'm gon' tell everybody, what that Chickasaw has done done for me
She done stole my man away, and blow that doggone smoke on me
She's a low down dirty dog

I ain't no woman, like to ride that Chickasaw
Ain't no woman, like to ride that Chickasaw
Because everywhere she stop, she's stealing some woman's good man, oh
She's a low down dirty dog

I told the depot this mornin', I don't think he treats me right
Told the depot this mornin', I don't think he treats me right
He done sold my man a ticket, and I know that Chickasaw leavin' town tonight
He's a low down dirty dog

I walk down a railroad track, that Chickasaw even wouldn't let me ride the blind
I walk down a railroad track, that Chickasaw wouldn't even let me ride the blind
And she stop picking up men, all up and down the line
She's a low down dirty dog

Mmm-mmm, Chickasaw don't pay no woman no mind
Mmm-mmm, that Chickasaw don't pay no woman no mind
And she stop pickin' up men, all up and down the line

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Ready For The Times To Get Better


Ready For The Times To Get Better
Composer(s): Allen Reynolds
Performer(s): Crystal Gayle; Chet Atkins;
Lauren Kilgore; Jim Rooney; Doc Watson



I've got to tell you I've been rackin' my brain
Hopin' to find a way out
I've had enough of this continual rain
Changes are comin', no doubt

(Chorus:)
It's been a too long time
With no peace of mind
And I'm ready for the times
To get better

You seem to want from me what I cannot give
I feel so lonesome at times
I have a dream that I wish I could live
It's burnin' holes in my mind

(Repeat chorus)

Na, na, na...

(Repeat chorus)

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