Maandag 15 december 1975
Remember You're A Womble
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Remember You're A Womble
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Zondag 14 december 1975
The Policemen's Ball
The Policemen's Ball
Composer(s): Irving Berlin
Performer(s): Mary McCarty; Irving Berlin
Tickets for one and all
For the Policemen's Ball
Fifty cents for a gent and his bundle
Will admit you to the Policemen's Ball
Fifty cents and you're all set to trundle
Arm in arm and dance all around the hall
Dancin' 'round, gettin' hot 'neath the collar
If it starts to wilt from the lack of starch
There'll be six you can buy for a dollar
And you'll have a spare for the big Grand March
All evening they'll be tripping the light fantastic
Watch their suspenders stretching the old elastic
Each dress'd up in a suit made of cotton
Patent leather shoes that are much too small
But who cares? That'll soon be forgotten
Dancing at the Policemen's Ball
Come on let's go to the Policemen's Ball
Zondag 14 december 1975
Cinnamon And Clove
Cinnamon And Clove
Composer(s): Marilyn Bergman - Alan Bergman - Johnny Mandel
First release by: Sergio Mendes & Brasil '66 - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists
The moonlight warms the silver sand
A seabird sails across a cove
The water's crystal in your hand
The air is Cinnamon and Clove
The tempo's easy as you please
From ev'ry lemon yellow morning
Through velvet ev'ning
With breezes singing
The air is Cinnamon and Clove
The air is Cinnamon and Clove
Seductive Cinnamon and Clove
So come to my arms
I long for your kiss
The taste of the sea
Salty sweet upon your lips
There's love to be made
On nights such as this
And time is but sand
Sifting through our fingertips
The moon is like a tangerine
Adrift upon a sea of lights
A world where nothing comes between
These salty days and sultry nights
Where ev'ry slice of life and love
Has just the perfect combination
A cup of sweetness
A pinch of sadness
A touch of Cinnamon and Clove
The air is Cinnamon and Clove
Seductive Cinnamon and Clove
A Touch Of Cinnamon and Clove
Zondag 14 december 1975
Remember When (The Platters)
Remember When
Composer(s): Mickey J. Addy; Buck Ram
Performer(s): The Platters
Remember when
(dah-doot-doo-doo) I first met you (dah-doot-doo-doo)
My lips were so afraid to say "I love you"
Remember when (dah-doot-doo-doo), to my surprise (dah-doot-doo-doo)
The heaven in my heart leaped into your eyes
Remember how much I cried
Tears of joy to think you were mine
Darling, down deep inside
I still feel that feeling divine
I loved you then (dah-doot-doo-doo) and I still do (dah-doot-doo-doo)
I can't remember when I didn't love you
Remember how much I cried
Tears of joy to think you were mine
Darling, down deep inside
I still feel that feeling divine
I loved you then and I still do
I can't remember when I didn't love you
Zaterdag 13 december 1975
The Policeman's Song
The Policeman's Song
Composer(s): William Schwenk Gilbert - Arthur Sullivan
Performer(s): Danny Kaye
When a felon's not engaged in his employment (his employment)
Or maturing his felonious little plans (little plans)
His capacity for innocent enjoyment (-cent enjoyment)
Is just as great as any honest man's (honest mans)
Our feelings we with difficulty smother (-culty smother)
When constabulary duty's to be done (to be done)
Ah, take one consideration with another (with another)
A policeman's lot is not a happy one
Ahhh
When constabulary duty's to be done, to be done
A policeman's lot is not a happy one
When the enterprising burglars not a'burgling (not a'burgling)
When the cut throat isn't occupied in crime (-pied in crime)
He loves to hear the little brook a'gurgling (brook a'gurgling)
And listen to the merry village chime (village chime)
When the coster's finished jumping on his mother (on his mother)
He loves to lie a'basking in the sun (in the sun)
Ah, take one consideration with another (with another)
A policeman's lot is not a happy one
Ahhh
When constabulary duty's to be done, to be done
A policeman's lot is not a happy one (happy one)
Zaterdag 13 december 1975
Cinnamon
Cinnamon
((Italian Version: Josephine (I Ribelli) - 1969))
Composer(s): Johnny Cymbal - George Tobin
First release by: Derek - 1968
Sneakin' down your alley way
And knockin' on your door
Thought I had enough but I'm back for more
Cinnamon let me in
Knock, knock, let me in
I won't go away
Oh, uh, uh
I'm gonna see ya
If it takes all day
Oh, uh uh
Cinnamon let me in
She la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
One potato two potato
Three potato, four
Open up Cinnamon I want more
Five potato, six potato
Seven potato eight
Give it to me Cinnamon
I can't wait
You can't hide girl
I'm comin' inside girl
Do what you want to
Baby I'll let you
Might as well face it
Cinnamon you know I'm gonna get ya
She la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
She la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
Zaterdag 13 december 1975
Remember When (Bert Kaempfert)
Remember When
Composer(s): Bert Kaempfert;
Herbert Rehbein; Charlie Singleton; Eddie Snyder
Performer(s): Bert Kaempfert
Pizza pies and carousels
the fountains and the wishing wells
Remember when we "romed" in Italy
Switzerland, we loved it too
Although we left there black and blue
Remember when we tried to learn to ski
Those two days in London town
We yankee doodled all around
Rubbed elbows there with all the royalties
We still get such very laughs
just looking at these photographs
Remember when we made these memories
Wasn't that some honeymoon
I know I won't forget it soon
Not if I live to be a hundred years
Here's the one we snapped in Spain
I can't remember was it rain
Or were your eyes just filled with happy tears
All good things must end it's true
So back to USA we flew
But who was happier than me and you
To relive each wonderland
We open up this album, and
Remember when we made these memories
Ah let's remember when we made these memories
Zaterdag 13 december 1975
Remember What I Told You To Forget
Remember What I Told You To Forget
Composer(s): Dennis Lambert; Brian Potter
Performer(s): Tavares; The Four Tops
Hello Baby
I betcha never thought I would call
Well my heart just went in with this dime
And I only get three minutes time
Hear me out now
I wanna to make it as clear as I can
There's so much that I want to explain
And the final decision remains
In you hands
Please remember what I told you to forget
There's a man on the phone
And he wants to come home
To the woman he loves all alone
Baby remember what I told you to forget
No I won't waste anytime when I hang up the line
I'll be back in your arms
Where I know I belong
One more minute
Let me pour my heart out to you
'Cause I've kept it all locked up inside
You just can't tell your own foolish pride what to do
So remember what I told you to forget
No I wouldn't waste anytime when I hang up the line
I'll be back in your arms
Where I know I belong
If it isn't already too late
Let me give you a reason to wait
For the life that I'm begging to live
Will depend on the answer you give
Please remember what I told you to forget
There's a man on the phone
And he wants to come home
To the woman he loves all alone
Baby remember what I told you to forget
No I won't waste anytime when I hang up the phone
I'll be back in your arms
I'll be back in your arms
I'll be back in your arms...
Vrijdag 12 december 1975
The Poacher
The Poacher
Composer(s): Ronnie Lane
Performer(s): Ronnie Lane
and multiple other artists
Was fresh and bright and early
I went towards the river
But nothing still has altered just the seasons ring a change
There stood this old timer
For all the world's first poacher
His mind upon his tackle
And these words upon his mind
Bring me fish with eyes of jewels
And mirrors on their bodies
Bring them strong and bring them bigger
Than a newborn child
Well I've no use for riches
And I've no use for power
And I've no use for a broken heart
I'll let this world go by
There stood this old timer
For all the world's first poacher
His mind upon his tackle
And these words upon his mind
Bring me fish with eyes of jewels
And mirrors on their bodies
Bring them strong and bring them bigger
Than a newborn child
Vrijdag 12 december 1975
Ciné, Rock Et Bandes Dessinées
Ciné, Rock Et Bandes Dessinées
((Adapted from: (Hot Damn) I'm a One Woman Man (Jerry Lee Lewis) - 1980))
Composer(s): Michael Dosco - Ed Whiting - Eddy Mitchell
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell - 1984
Petit Castor, Red Raider, Woody et Rintintin
Buck Danny, Sunny Tumbler ou Cirage et Blondin
Héros de B.D. ou de série B
Désormais vous êtes psychanalysés
Ciné, rock et bandes dessinées
Hé, ciné, rock et bandes dessinées
Maint'nant c'est très snob d'adorer tout cela
Damned, je suis fait comm' un rat
Karlof, Cushing, Christopher Lee, Peter Lorre et Sunrise
En ont fait trembler des salles à pas dix francs la place
Toujours critiqués jamais nominés
Ironie, vous êtes aujourd'hui vénérés
Ciné, rock et bandes dessinées
Hé, ciné, rock et bandes dessinées
Maint'nant c'est très snob d'adorer tout cela
Damned, je suis fait comm' un rat
Les filles en blue jeans qui allaient au bal
En robe vichy et queue de cheval
Craquaient sur "Only you"
Avec la pilule ça n'a plus le même goût
Et puis Hollywood ça n'est plus ça du tout
Au s'cours, au s'cours, au s'cours, au s'cours
Ciné, ciné, rock et bandes dessinées
Eh ciné, rock et bandes dessinées
Maint'nant c'est très snob d'adorer tout cela
Damned, je suis fait comm' un rat
Ciné, rock et bandes dessinées
Hou ciné, rock et bandes dessinées
Maint'nant c'est très snob d'adorer tout cela
Damned, je suis fait comm' un rat
Maint'nant c'est très snob d'adorer tout cela
Damned, je suis fait comm' un rat
Maint'nant c'est très snob d'adorer tout cela
Damned, je suis fait comm' un rat
Maint'nant c'est très snob d'adorer tout cela
Damned, je suis fait comm' un rat
Vrijdag 12 december 1975
Remember What
Remember What
Composer(s): Chris Difford; Glenn Tilbrook
Performer(s): Squeeze
I can't remember what happened last night
Was there trouble or was there a fight
I was out with what was her name
What I did will I ever do again
And if I did it then what did I do
Would you let that happen to you
I'll give this morning back to my bed
I can't remember I might be dead
Cupids arrow sliding through the sky
See you tomorrow come around tonight
I can't remember what your kiss is like
I can't remember if you're black or white
I wish I could, I wish I would remember what
I can't remember what happened at all
I found my suit all over the hall
My telephones looking upside down
Was there paint all over the town
Is it sunny and is it July
Does it matter and if so then why
I'll give this morning back to my cot
I can't remember if I've been shot
I can't remember which body is mine
Is it the left or is it the right
Maybe I had an excess of drink
What's this mess I find in the sink
Ashtrays emptied all over my shoes
Every time I this booze
Can't find time for words on the phone
I'll leave today to play on its own
Donderdag 11 december 1975
The Pleasure Of Your Company
The Pleasure Of Your Company
Composer(s): Johnny Mercer - André Previn
Performer(s): Bing Crosby; Johnny Mercer
May I have the pleasure of your company?
On this crazy quilt adventure we call life?
If I can have the pleasure of your company
I'll guide you through the pitfalls like a wife
Old boy, old bean, by that I mean, you have a pal on whom to lean
A buddy in your hour of need, a friend in deed!
So may I have the pleasure of your company?
To tag a long wherever fate may lead!
May I lead!
May I have the pleasure of your company?
As we trip the light fantastic we call life?
If I can have the pleasure of your company
I'll be a Robbie Burns to your Will Fyfee
Old chap, old bean, by that I mean, we'll find a bar which to lean
Becoming at increasing speed, fast friends in deed
So may I have the pleasure of your company?
To tag along wherever fate may lead!
May I lead!
Donderdag 11 december 1975
Cine, Cine
Cine, Cine
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Recuerdo bien
aquellos «cuatrocientos golpes» de Truffaut
y el travelling con el pequeño desertor
Antoine Doinel
playa a través
buscando un mar que parecía más un paredón
Y el happy-end
que la censura travestida en voz en off
sobrepusiera al pesimismo del autor
nos hizo ver
que un mundo cruel
se salva con una homilía fuera del guión
Cine, cine, cine
más cine por favor
que todo en la vida es cine
y los sueños
cine son
Al fin llegó
el día tan temido más allá del mar
previsto por los grises de Henri Decae
cuánta razón
tuvo el censor
Antoine Doinel murió en su «domicilio conyugal»
Pido perdón
por confundir el cine con la realidad
no es fácil olvidar Cahiers du cinéma
le Mac Mahon
eso pasó
son olas viejas con resacas de la nouvelle vague
Cine, cine, cine...
Donderdag 11 december 1975
Remember Tomorrow
Remember Tomorrow
Composer(s): Steve Harris; Paul Di'Anno
Performer(s): Iron Maiden;
and various other artists
Unchain the colours before my eyes
Yesterday's sorrows, tomorrow's white lies
Scan the horizon, the clouds take me higher
I shall return from out of fire
Tears for rememberance, and tears for joy
Tears for somebody and this lonely boy
Out in the madness, the all seeing eye
Flickers above us, to light up the sky
Unchain the colours before my eyes
Yesterday's sorrows, tomorrow's white lies
Scan the horizon, the clouds take me higher
I shall return from out of fire
Woensdag 10 december 1975
The Pleasure Of Her Company
The Pleasure Of Her Company
Composer(s): Harry Warren - Mack Gordon
Performer(s): Vic Damone
The Golden Gate from the top of the mark
The lights below, like jewels in the dark
I'd trade you every memory
For the pleasure of her company
The fun of taking a cable car ride
The lonely steamer that waits for the tide
I'd give you all these, cheerfully
For the pleasure of her company
Sometimes when we're just dining
A sandwich seems like such a treat
There are no candles, but still they're shining
They start to gleam when our eyes meet
There are some pleasures we mortals can't know
They're known to angels alone, even so
I'm sure the angels envy me
The pleasure of her company
I'm sure the angels envy me
The pleasure of her company
Woensdag 10 december 1975
Cindy's Birthday
Cindy's Birthday
Composer(s): Joe Hooven - Hal Winn
Performer(s): Johnny Crawford; Shane Fenton & the Fentones
No time for the movie show, TV, or the radio
Gotta write a symphony, end it with some poetry
Tie them with a ribbon made of gold and give them to Cindy
Today is Cindy's birthday
No time for geometry, 'rithmetic, or history
Gotta write a song from my heart, then pick the greatest work of art
Tie them with a ribbon made of gold and give them to Cindy
Today is Cindy's birthday
No time to do the Twist, don't mind all the things I miss
Gotta write a melody, write it from the heart of me
Tie it with a ribbon made of gold and give it to Cindy
Today is Cindy's birthday
Yes, Cindy's happy birthday
Woensdag 10 december 1975
Remember Then
Remember Then
Composer(s): Beverly Ross / Tony Powers / Stan Vincent
Performer(s): The Earls;
and various other artists
Re-mem-mem, re-mem-mem-mem-ber oop-shoop
Re-mem-mem, re-mem-mem-mem-ber oop-shoop
Re-mem-mem, re-mem-mem-mem-ber oop-shoop then
Then, remember then
That night we fell in love
Beneath the stars above
That was a lovely summer night
Remember then, then, then, then, then
Summer's over
Our love is over
To lose that love was such a sin
Remember then, then, then, then, then
Remember, re-mem-mem, mem-mem-mem-mem-ber
(lead) Our love is in the past
(backups) patta-past
(lead) Oh, has it gone so fast
(backups) patta-past
(lead) Why couldn't our love last?
(backups) Can't last
(backups) Wop, wop, patta patta pop-pop, shoo-wop-dah bop bop, ooh
I'm broken-hearted now
Since we have parted now
My mind wanders now and then
Remember then, then, then, then, then
Re-mem-mem, re-mem-mem-mem-ber
Dinsdag 9 december 1975
Pleasure Cruise
Pleasure Cruise
Performer(s): George Formby
Holiday time, some sunny clime, calling to you and me
You quickly choose a wonderful cruise, out on the open sea
The first day you're content, you're awfully glad you went
On a pleasure cruise to drive away your blues
The pleasures of a pleasure cruise
Down the companion way you fall ten times a day
Someone finds you sitting on the point of the Captain's compass
On the deck you nearly break your neck, your sea legs you can't use
You dive into the ocean for a swim, it's such a lark
Till you find you've been bitten in the bulwarks by a shark
Oh, what a pleasure cruise to drive away your blues
The pleasures of a pleasure cruise
Steamers and tramps show coloured lamps
Amber and green and red
Your ship runs aground, but somehow you've found
The street traffic lights instead
You sail once more then find, you've left half the ship behind
On a pleasure cruise to drive away your blues
The pleasures of a pleasure cruise
Your cabin's far too small, you've got no room at all
Someone finds you sitting in your bunk with your feet through the porthole
One dark night I turn first left, then right, my way I seemed to lose
A honeymooning couple, they created such a scene
Because I was discovered where the bridegroom should have been
Oh, what a pleasure cruise to drive away your blues
The pleasures of a pleasure cruise
(Oh, what a pleasure cruise to drive away your blues)
(The pleasures of a pleasure cruise)
Dinsdag 9 december 1975
Cindy, You're My Dream
Cindy, You're My Dream
Composer(s): J.B. Mullen
Don't know what's the matter with me
I ain't feelin' the same
Since I met Miss Cindy Lee, folks say I'm insane
Thinkin' 'bout her all the time
Guess this darkey's in love
Night and day, when at work or play
I'm a-thinkin' of this turtle dove
Oh!
Cindy, you're my dream
For, ever since I met you, honey gal
I seem to have a funny feelin'
here within the region of my heart
Got it good and smart
From the very start
Cindy, you're the cream
Of all the yaller gals that I have ever seen
In the night or in the mornin'
When it's fine or when it's stormin'
Cindy, you're my dream
Birds sing sweeter than before I met Cindy Lee
Loafin' 'round ain't got no more Fascination for me
Goin' to buy some bran new clothes
Dress up mighty gay
Like a dove, on the wing of love
I will coo and this is what I'll say
Oh!
Cindy, you're my dream
For, ever since I met you, honey gal
I seem to have a funny feelin'
here within the region of my heart
Dinsdag 9 december 1975
Remember The Rain (Bob Lind)
