Donderdag 11 januari 1979
Joanna (Serge Gainsbourg)
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Joanna
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Woensdag 10 januari 1979
Tom Sawyer
Tom Sawyer
Composer(s): Robert B. Sherman - Richard M. Sherman
Performer(s): Celeste Holm, Joshua Hill Lewis, Susan Joyce
Polly:
Uncouth, irreverent, wild
That irresponsible child
I try to teach him
But who can reach him?
He never can be found
Leaves his trash around
Just won't learn
And he just keeps turnin' away
Tom Sawyer
The devil's got him in tow
Tom Sawyer
He's grief and worry and woe
He's late for supper
And he's late for school
He's takin' me for a fool
I'll bet Tom Sawyer'll
Be the death of me yet
Sidney:
Tome goes out with Huck
Swimmin' in the nude
Tom tears all his clothes
And he talks so crude
Hides dead snakes and things
Underneath the stairs
And in Sunday school
Never knows this prayers
Mary:
Tom's a good boy
Tom is kind
Tom holds wonders in his mind
Tom's an orphan
Can't you see?
He needs our love and sympathy
(Mary and Sidney singing simultaneously)
Mary:
Tom has gumption
Tom is strong
Sidney:
Tom's so dishonest
Always tellin' lies
If he breaks his neck
It won't be no surprise
Mary:
He loves to play
And fish and swim
Sidney:
Tom can`t find his head
Every other day
Mary:
You just wish you were like him
Sidney:
And when he's around
I wish he'd go away
Polly:
(Sings alone)
Tom Sawyer
That Tom in turnin' me gray
Tarnation
He'll never learn to obey
I know that boy to me
Can be such a joy to me
If he'd only be good
But he's always
Wastin' his time away
Exasperatin' me every day
No ambition and no respect
He'll be the death of me yet
Polly:
(Talking)
Worms!
Oh, Tom Sawyer!
(Polly, Sidney and Mary singing simultaneously till end of song)
Polly:
Tom Sawyer
That irresponsible child
That Tom, Tom Sawyer
Uncouth, irreverent, wild
That Tom
He's late for supper
And late for school
And he's takin' me for a fool
He just won't learn
And he keeps on turnin'
I'll bet Tom Sawyer'll
Be the death of me
I'll bet Tom Sawyer'll
Be the death of me yet!
Sidney:
Tome goes out with Huck
Swimmin' in the nude
Tom tears all his clothes
And he talks so crude
Hides dead snakes and things
Underneath the stairs
And in Sunday school
Never knows this prayers
Tom's so dishonest
Always tellin' lies
If he breaks his neck
It won't be no surprise
Tom can`t find his head
Every other day
And when he's around
I wish he'd go away
Mary:
Tom's a good boy
Tom is kind
Tom holds wonders in his mind
Tom's an orphan
Can't you see?
He needs our love and sympathy
Tom has gumption
Tom is strong
He loves to play
And fish and swim
You just wish you were like him
Woensdag 10 januari 1979
I Giardini Di Marzo
I Giardini Di Marzo
Composer(s): Lucio Battisti; Mogol
First release by: Lucio Battisti - 1972
Covered by multiple other artists
Il carretto passava e quell'uomo gridava "gelati"
al ventuno del mese i nostri soldi erano già finiti
io pensavo a mia madre e rivedevo i suoi vestiti
il più bello era nero coi fiori non ancora appassiti
all'uscita di scuola i ragazzi vendevano i libri
io restavo a guardarli cercando il coraggio per imitarli
poi sconfitto tornavo a giocar con la mente e i suoi tarli
e la sera al telefono tu mi chiedevi perché non parli
che anno è, che giorno è
questo è il tempo di vivere con te
le mie mani come vedi, non tremano più
e ho nell'anima in fondo all'anima
cieli immensi e immenso amore
e poi ancora, ancora amore amor per te
fiumi azzurri e colline e praterie
dove corrono dolcissime le mie malinconie
l'universo trova spazio dentro me
ma il coraggio di vivere, quello, ancora non c'e'
i giardini di marzo si vestono di nuovi colori
e le giovani donne in quel mese, vivono nuovi amori
camminavi al mio fianco e ad un tratto dicesti
"tu muori se mi aiuti, son certa
che io ne verrò fuori"
ma non una parola chiarì i miei pensieri
continuai a camminare lasciandoti attrice di ieri
che anno è, che giorno è ...
Woensdag 10 januari 1979
Joanna (Miguel Mateos)
Joanna
Composer(s): Miguel Mateos
Performer(s): Miguel Mateos
No se lo digas a Joanna
nunca le digas que...
cuando ella abra las ventanas
el mundo está aún sin terminar
Y algunas partes se han perdido
y alguien escondió el manual
con las explicaciones
pero lo vamos a armar
Un poco de locura por vivir
y la sabiduría que nos deje
al fin descubrir
a un hombre libre
que sea igual
a otro hombre libre
de aquí a la eternidad
No se lo digas a Joanna
no la despiertes aún
de su siesta temprana
deja que el sol
la haga soñar...
Cualquier clase de amor es bueno
cualquier clase de lucha
nunca es mucha
si amamos primero
y es voluntario
un poco de mal necesario
para recordar...
No se lo digas a Joanna
nunca le digas que...
cuando ella abra las ventanas
el mundo está aún sin terminar
el mundo está aún sin terminar
pero lo vamos a armar
Dinsdag 9 januari 1979
Tom Jones International
Tom Jones International
Composer(s): Jerry Duplessis - Tom Jones - Wyclef Jean
Performer(s): Tom Jones
Refugee camp
Turn me up give me some more
Tom Jones your ready baby
Yeah that's it
Let go
One, two toms coming for you
Three, four gonna bust through your door
Five, six you better lock up your chicks
Seven, eight before its to late
Act right ladies seem forgot body
Feels like pussycats come out
Late night no matter where they roam
They always gonna come home to Tom Jones
Thirty years strong never went wrong
Still in the game I decide when I'm gone
Now I'm gonna set the whole house on fire
I won't stop rocking till I retire
You know and I know you gotta move on the dance floor
Were blowing up this party with this sex bomb
Take my hand understand I'll rock for years all across the land
So let me see you shake it till the sun comes
One, two toms coming for you
Three, four gonna bust through your door
Five, six you better lock up your chicks
Seven, eight before its to late
Now your in the mood
So let me see you move
I got you hypnotized with the sound of the groove
From London to L.A.
And back to the N.Y.
Turn on your satellites so we can see it worldwide
You know and I know you gotta move on the dance floor
Were blowing up this party with this sex bomb
Take my hand understand I'll rock for years all across the land
So let me see you shake it till the sun comes
One, two toms coming for you
Three, four gonna bust through your door
Five, six you better lock up your chicks
Seven, eight before its to late
Pussycats come out late night
Girl you make me want to holler
Tom Jones international baby
Tom Jones international baby
Tom Jones international baby
One, two toms coming for you
Three, four gonna bust through your door
Five, six you better lock up your chicks
Seven, eight before its to late
Tom Jones, oh oh oh oh oh, Tom Jones
Tom Jones, oh oh oh oh oh, Tom Jones
Dinsdag 9 januari 1979
I Get The Sweetest Feeling
I Get The Sweetest Feeling
Composer(s): Alicia Evelyn; Van McCoy
Performer(s): Jackie Wilson
mmmmmmmmmm
The closer you get
The better you look baby
The better you look
The more I want you
When you turn on your smile
I feel my heart go wild
I'm like a child with a brand new toy
And I get the
Sweetest feeling
Honey the Sweetest (Sweetest Feeling)
Baby the Sweetest (Sweetest Feeling)
Loving you, ya
The warmer your kiss
The deeper you touch me baby
The deeper your touch
The more you thrill me
It's more than I can stand
Girl, when you hold my hand
I feel so grand
That I could cry
And I get the (Sweetest Feeling)
Moma the sweetest (Sweetest Feeling)
Baby the sweetest (Sweetest Feeling)
Loving you
uhh The greater your love
The stronger you hold me baby
The stronger your hold
The more I need You.
With every passing day
I love you more in everyway
I'm in love to stay
And I wanna say
I get the (Sweetest Feeling)
Baby the sweetest (Sweetest Feeling)
Honey the sweetest (Sweetest Feeling)
Loving You
aw (Sweetest Feeling)
Baby the sweetest (Sweetest Feeling)
Sweetest
Dinsdag 9 januari 1979
Joana Francesa
Joana Francesa
Composer(s): Chico Buarque
Performer(s): Chico Buarque;
and various other artists
Tu ris, tu mens trop
Tu pleures, tu meurs trop
Tu as le tropique
Dans le sang et sur la peau
Geme de loucura e de torpor
Já é madrugada
Acorda, acorda, acorda, acorda, acorda
Mata-me de rir
Fala-me de amor
Songes et mensonges
Sei de longe e sei de cor
Geme de prazer e de pavor
Já é madrugada
Acorda, acorda, acorda, acorda, acorda
Vem molhar meu colo
Vou te consolar
Vem, mulato mole
Dançar dans mes bras
Vem, moleque me dizer
Onde é que está
Ton soleil, ta braise
Quem me enfeitiçou
O mar, marée, bateau
Tu as le parfum
De la cachaça e de suor
Geme de preguiça e de calor
Já é madrugada
Acorda, acorda, acorda, acorda, acorda
Maandag 8 januari 1979
Toi Et Moi (Mireille Mathieu & Paul Anka)
Toi Et Moi
Performer(s): Mireille Mathieu & Paul Anka
Toi et moi ça peut se raconter
Comme une belle histoire
Comme un conte de fées
C'est aussi clair que midi sonne
Tous les plaisirs que l'on se donne
À vivre ensemble
Ensemble
Toi et moi
C'est colombe et soleil
C'est difficile à croire
Toi et moi s'est pareil
C'est cent mille ans au jour le jour
Et si ce n'est pas de l'amour
Ça lui ressemble
Ressemble
Bien heureux les amoureux
Qui s'aiment autant que nous
Bienvenus les inconnus
D'ici et de partout
Ils sont notre image
Ils ont notre visage
Ils ont le même âge
Et la même vie
Toi et moi
C'est tout droit devant nous
En suivant notre étoile
On ira jusqu'au bout
On nous verra après la terre
Au paradis ou en enfer
Toujours ensemble
Ensemble
Bien heureux les amoureux
Qui s'aiment autant que nous
Bienvenus les inconnus
D'ici et de partout
Ils sont notre image
Ils ont notre visage
Ils ont le même âge
Et la même vie
Maandag 8 januari 1979
I Get The Neck Of The Chicken
I Get The Neck Of The Chicken
Composer(s): Jimmy McHugh; Frank Loesser
Performer(s): Eddie Stone
and multiple other artists
(There's always one in every fam'ly
And nobody loves him one bit
There's always one in every fam'ly)
And confidentially, I'm it
I get the neck of the chicken
I get the rumble seat ride
I get the leaky umbrella
Everyone shoves me aside
When I jump in my shower each morn'
Sure as fate, I'm too late,
All the hot water is gone
I get the neck of the chicken
I get that burnt piece of toast
I get that seat in the movies
Smacko! in back of the post
That's why I can't get over this dream that came true
If I get the neck of the chicken
How did I ever get you?
I get the neck of the chicken
That's how they give me the bird
And in the family snapshot
Mine is the face that's all blurred
When morning paper comes to the door
Sure as fate, I'm too late
And they're mine long about four
I get the neck of the chicken
I get the plate with the crack
I get those evenings with Granma
Everyone else can relax
That's why I can't get over this fine howdy-do
If I get the neck of the chicken
How did I ever get you?
Maandag 8 januari 1979
Joan Of Arc
Joan Of Arc
Composer(s): Leonard Cohen
Performer(s): Leonard Cohen;
and various other artists
Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc
as she came riding through the dark
no moon to keep her armour bright
no man to get her through this dark and smoky night
She said, "I'm tired of the war
I want the kind of work I had before
a wedding dress or something white
to wear upon my swollen appetite"
Well, I'm glad to hear you talk this way
you know I've watched you riding every day
and something in me yearns to win
such a cold and lonesome heroine
"And who are you?" she sternly spoke
to the one beneath the smoke
"Why, I'm fire," he replied
"And I love your solitude, I love your pride"
"Well then fire, make your body cold
I'm gonna give you mine to hold"
saying this she climbed inside
to be his one, to be his only bride
And deep into his fiery heart
he took the dust of Joan of Arc
and high above all these wedding guests
he hung the ashes of her lovely wedding dress
La...
It was deep into his fiery heart
he took the dust of Joan of Arc
and then she clearly understood
if he was fire, oh she must be wood
I saw her wince, I saw her cry
I saw the glory in her eye
Myself I long for love and light
but must it come so cruel, must it be so brave?
La...
Zondag 7 januari 1979
Dans Le Souffle Du Vent
Dans Le Souffle Du Vent
((aka Écoute Dans Le Vent (Richard Anthony) - 1964))
((Adapted from: Blowin' In The Wind (Bob Dylan - 1963))
Composer(s): Bob Dylan - Hugues Aufray
Performer(s): Hugues Aufray - 1995
Versions In Other Languages:
1964 - Wie Weet Waar Het Begint (Conny Vandenbos en René Frank)
1966 - Die Antwort Weiss Ganz Allein Der Wind (Peggy March)
1966 - La Risposta (I Kings)
1966 - Vinden Gi'r Dig Svar (Gitte Hænning)
1972 - La Risposta È Caduta Nel Vento (Luigi Tenco)
2001 - Muse Feife Inne Wind (Gerd Köster)
Combien de lieues ton enfant doit-il faire
Avant de mériter des hommes?
Combien de bleu pour l'oiseau sur la mer
Avant qu'au sable, il ne se donne?
Combien de guerres, de canons et de larmes
Avant que nos lois ne désarment?
Pour toi, mon enfant
Dans le souffle du vent
Pour toi, la réponse est dans le vent
Combien de siècles aux falaises de rochers
Avant qu'elles ne sombrent sous la mer?
Combien de siècles pour l'esclave enchaîné
Avant qu'il ne brise ses fers?
Combien de siècles, de regards détournés
Pour ne pas voir la vérité?
Pour toi, mon enfant
Dans le souffle du vent
Pour toi, la réponse est dans le vent
Combien de fois lèverons-nous les yeux
Avant d'entrevoir la lumière?
Combien de fois aurons-nous prié Dieu
Sans même un regard pour nos frères?
Combien de morts, d'enfants et de soldats
Avant de cesser le combat?
Pour toi, mon enfant
Dans le souffle du vent
Pour toi, la réponse est dans le vent
Pour toi, mon enfant
Dans le souffle du vent
Pour toi, la réponse est dans le vent
Pour toi, mon enfant
Dans le souffle du vent
Pour toi, la réponse est dans le vent
Zondag 7 januari 1979
I Get The Blues When It Rains
I Get The Blues When It Rains
Composer(s): Harry Stoddart; Marcy Klauber
Performer(s): Jim Reeves
and multiple other artists
It was raining, dear, when I met you
You smiled, the sun shone through
Then it rained again and I lost you
Just why I never knew
Now ev'ry time the storm clouds gather way up in the sky
I see them all and I recall those happy days gone by
I get the blues when it rains
The blues I can't lose when it rains
Each little drop that falls on my window pane
Always reminds me of the tears I've shed in vain
I sit and wait for the sun
To shine down on me once again
It rained when I found you, It rained when I lost you
That's why I'm so blue when it rains
Zondag 7 januari 1979
Joan Joue Aux Dominos
Joan Joue Aux Dominos
Composer(s): Pierre Rapsat
Performer(s): Pierre Rapsat
Joan
Joue aux dominos
Joan
Dessine un Pierrot
Elle chante "Au clair de la lune"
Assemble les pièces une à une
Infiniment, lentement, tendrement
Pose les dominos
Tout doucement
Joan
Mon dieu que c'est beau
Lui dit la dame en robe blanche
Joan
Je t'apporte un gâteau
Bon anniversaire
Je te dérange?
Seize bougies
Je t'en supplie mange
Infiniment, lentement, tendrement
Elle ferme la porte
Tout doucement
Messieurs dames est né ce soir
Un Pierrot en habit noir
La pleine lune lui dit bonsoir
Pourquoi dans sa douce lueur
Un domino rouge en plein coeur?
Joan
Regarde son gâteau
Ecrasé sur le mur blanc
Joan
Un rire un sanglot
A-t-elle pris un coup de lune?
Les pièces glissent une à une
Infiniment, lentement, tristement
Son Pierrot s'évanouit
Tout doucement
Messieurs dames est mort ce soir
Un Pierrot en habit noir
Quelques nuages en retard
Laissent un rayon lui dire au revoir
Eclairez le seul debout, le rouge
De ces milliers d'ivoires qui se couchent
Joan
Mon dieu que c'est beau
Lui dit la dame en robe blanche
Joan
Je t'apporte un gâteau
Bon anniversaire
Je te dérange?
Dix-huit bougies
Je t'en supplie mange
Infiniment, lentement, tendrement
Elle ferme la porte
Tout doucement
Joan
Joue au dominos
Joan
Dessine un Pierrot
Elle chante "Au clair de la lune"
Joan
Joue aux dominos
Ce soir c'est la pleine lune
Joan
Joue aux dominos
A-t-elle pris un coup de lune?
Zaterdag 6 januari 1979
La Risposta È Caduta Nel Vento
La Risposta È Caduta Nel Vento
((aka La Risposta ((I Kings) - 1966))
((Adapted from: Blowin' In The Wind (Bob Dylan - 1963))
Composer(s): Bob Dylan - Mogol
Performer(s): Luigi Tenco - 1972
Versions In Other Languages:
1964 - Wie Weet Waar Het Begint (Conny Vandenbos en René Frank)
1964 - Écoute Dans Le Vent (Richard Anthony)
1966 - Die Antwort Weiss Ganz Allein Der Wind (Peggy March)
1966 - Vinden Gi'r Dig Svar (Gitte Hænning)
1995 - Dans Le Souffle Du Vent (Hugues Aufray)
2001 - Muse Feife Inne Wind (Gerd Köster)
Quante le strade che un uomo farà
e quando fermarsi potrà?
Quanti mari un gabbiano dovrà attraversar
per giungere e per riposar?
Quando tutta la gente del mondo riavrà
per sempre la sua libertà?
Risposta non c'è, o forse chi lo sa
caduta nel vento sarà
Quando dal mare un'onda verrà
che i monti lavare potrà?
Quante volte un uomo dovrà litigar
sapendo che è inutile odiar?
E poi quante persone dovranno morir
perché siano troppe a morir?
Risposta non c'è, o forse chi lo sa
caduta nel vento sarà
Quanti cannoni dovranno sparar
e quando la pace verrà?
Quanti bimbi innocenti dovranno morir
e senza sapere il perché?
Quanto giovane sangue versato sarà
finché un'alba nuova verrà?
Risposta non c'è, o forse chi lo sa
caduta nel vento sarà
Zaterdag 6 januari 1979
I Get So Lonely
I Get So Lonely
Composer(s): Pat Ballard
Performer(s): The Four Knights
and multiple other artists
(Oh baby mine, oh baby mine, oh baby mine)
Oh baby mine
I get so lonely when I dream about you
Can't do without you
That's why I dream about you
If I could only put my arms about you
Life would be so fair
(If you were there)
We two could hug and kiss
And never tire, I'm on fire
You are my one desire
I get so lonely when I dream about you
Why can't you be there
Tossin' and turning in my slumber
(Oh baby)
Holding you it seems
(Oh baby)
I give you kisses without number
But only in my dreams
Oh baby mine
I get so lonely when I dream about you
Can't do without you
That's why I dream about you
If I could only put my arms about you
Life would be so fair
Tossin' and turning in my slumber
(Oh baby)
Holding you it seems
(Oh baby)
I give you kisses without number
But only in my dreams
Oh baby mine
I get so lonely when I dream about you
Can't do without you
That's why I dream about you
If I could only put my arms about you
Life would be so fair
(Oh baby mine) Life would be so fair
(Oh baby mine) Life would be so fair
Zaterdag 6 januari 1979
Jo Jo
Jo Jo
Performer(s): Liliane Saint-Pierre
Iedereen heeft ergens wel
Een plekje in z'n hart
Voor iemand die je had verwacht
Maar die nooit meer kwam
En wie liet er nooit een traan
Als niemand het kon zien
Voor een man of voor een vrouw
Voor tegenslag misschien
Ik voel me soms net zoals jij
Het laat je moeilijk los
Maar het blijft je altijd bij
Ik weet het wel
Drink niet zoveel, Jo Jo
Je eindigt in de goot
Je wordt voor minder hoer
Ga niet op deze toer
Je wordt een dronkaard, Jo
Vol bier en vol pernot
Je wordt van lieverlee
Een zwerver op café
Je hart te klein voor al 't verdriet
Ik ken je wel, ik ken je niet
Betaal en ga liever naar huis
Ze lachen je hier uit
Ze lachen hier om elke traan
Zie ze daar maar eens staan
Je bent hier niet op je plaats
Kom met me mee
Drink niet zoveel, Jo Jo
Je eindigt in de goot
Je wordt voor minder hoer
Ga niet op deze toer
Je wordt een dronkaard, Jo
Vol bier en vol pernot
Je wordt van lieverlee
Een zwerver op café
Jo, vergooi je leven niet
Want alles hoort erbij
Miserie, vreugde en verdriet
Ik ken dat net als jij
Hou niet vast aan wat niet is
Kom bij ons terug, kom hier
En verdrink niet je gemis
In liters bier
Drink niet zoveel, Jo Jo
Je eindigt in de goot
Je wordt voor minder hoer
Ga niet op deze toer
Je wordt een dronkaard, Jo
Vol bier en vol pernot
Je wordt van lieverlee
Een zwerver op café
Drink niet zoveel, Jo Jo
Je eindigt in de goot
Je wordt voor minder hoer
Ga niet op deze toer
Je wordt een dronkaard, Jo
Je wordt een dronkaard, Jo
Vol bier en vol pernot
Je wordt van lieverlee
Een zwerver op café
Drink niet zoveel, Jo Jo
Vrijdag 5 januari 1979
Die Antwort Weiss Ganz Allein Der Wind
Die Antwort Weiss Ganz Allein Der Wind
((aka Muse Feife Inne Wind (Gerd Köster) - 2001))
((Adapted from: Blowin' In The Wind (Bob Dylan - 1963))
Composer(s): Bob Dylan - Hans Bradtke
Performer(s): Peggy March - 1966
Versions In Other Languages:
1964 - Wie Weet Waar Het Begint (Conny Vandenbos en René Frank)
1964 - Écoute Dans Le Vent (Richard Anthony)
1966 - La Risposta (I Kings)
1966 - Vinden Gi'r Dig Svar (Gitte Hænning)
1972 - La Risposta È Caduta Nel Vento (Luigi Tenco)
1995 - Dans Le Souffle Du Vent (Hugues Aufray)
Wieviele Strassen auf dieser Welt
Sind Strassen voll Tränen und Leid
Wieviele Meere auf dieser Welt
Sind Meere der Traurigkeit
Wieviele Mütter sind lang schon allein
Und warten und warten noch heut'
Die Antwort, mein Freund
weiss ganz allein der Wind
Die Antwort weiss ganz allein der Wind
Wieviele Menschen sind heut noch nicht frei
Und würden so gerne es sein
Wieviele Kinder gehen abends zur Ruh'
Und schlafen vor Hunger nicht ein
Wieviele Träume erflehen bei Nacht
Wann wird es für uns anders sein
Die Antwort, mein Freund
weiss ganz allein der Wind
Die Antwort weiss ganz allein der Wind
Wie grosse Berge von Geld gibt man aus
Für Bomben, Raketen und Tod
Wie grosse Worte macht heut' mancher Mann
Und lindert damit keine Not
Wie grosses Unheil muss erst noch geschehn
Damit sich die Menschheit besinnt
Die Antwort, mein Freund
weiss ganz allein der Wind
Die Antwort weiss ganz allein der Wind
Die Antwort, mein Freund
weiss ganz allein der Wind
Die Antwort weiss ganz allein der Wind
Vrijdag 5 januari 1979
I Get So Excited
I Get So Excited
Composer(s): Dervin Gordon; Eddy Grant
Performer(s): Equals
and multiple other artists
When I see you walking along
All alone, all alone
When I think I'm holding your hand
All alone, all alone
I get so excited, I get so excited
I get so excited, gonna tell ya
Baby, baby, hold me, baby, baby
Baby, baby, hold me, baby, baby
Baby, baby, hold me, baby, baby
Baby, baby, hold me
I get so excited, I get so excited
I get so excited, gonna tell ya
Baby, baby, hold me, baby, baby, feel good
Baby, baby, hold me, baby, baby, closer
Baby, baby, hold me, baby, baby, closer
Baby, baby, hold me
When I feel your love comin' on, sweet love
Comin' on, comin' on
When I need somebody to love
Yes to love, yes to love
I get so excited, I get so excited
I get so excited, gonna tell ya
Baby, baby, hold me, feel good
Baby, baby, hold me, feel good
Baby, baby, hold me, closer
Baby, baby, hold me
I get so excited, I get so excited
I get so excited, I get so excited
Vrijdag 5 januari 1979
J'M'En Sortirai Vivant
J'M'En Sortirai Vivant
Composer(s): Claude Moine; Pierre Papadiamandis
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell
J' vois la télé, halluciné
On m' traite comme un accusé
Une femme-tronc liftée au J.T.
Cherch' à m' culpabiliser
C'est d' ma faute s'il y a des guerres partout
Faut qu' j'envoie l' mandat, qu' j'arrange le coup
Vivant
J' veux sortir vivant
De cett' vie, vivant
J' veux rester vivant
J'extrapole, le vrai, le faux
J' suis l' jouet d'une reality-show, reality-show
J' suis piégé aux sentiments
J' veux sortir vivant de cett' vie vivant
L' meilleur moyen pour vivre mieux
En fait c'est d' pas mourrir jeune
Ne pas jouer les arrêts d' jeu
Zapper avant que l' gong sonne
Rien entendre, rien voir, rien lire du tout
J' sais pas l' faire, j' vois les films jusqu'au bout
Vivant
J' veux m' sentir vivant
Dans cette vie, vivant
J'en sortirai vivant
Ma bonn' conscience a bon dos
J' suis victime... des intox-infos, des intox-infos
J' veux pas jouer dans la cour des grands
J' veux sortir vivant de cett' vie, vivant
...Vivant
Donderdag 4 januari 1979
Wie Weet Waar Het Begint
