Woensdag 24 juli 1996
Hungry Freaks, Daddy
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Hungry Freaks, Daddy
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Dinsdag 23 juli 1996
A Present For Bob
A Present For Bob
Composer(s): Bob Chrystal - Bob DeJohn - Dux DeJohn
Performer(s): Billy Cotton & His Band; De John Sisters
I’ve got a present for Bo-ob
An old fashioned present for Bo-ob
I don’t have a reason
It isn’t the season
For giving a present for Bob
It isn’t a present for Jack
It couldn’t be given to Jim
A lifetime of pleasure
With something he’ll treasure
All wrapped up in lace just for Jim
It’s not a car that he can drive through town
It’s not a plane that he can fly up and down
It’s not a boat that he would like to steer
It’s something I know he’d like to have near
I’ve got a present for Bo-ob
And soon I’ll present it to Bo-ob
Our days‘ll be sunny
He’ll say “Thank you Honey”
The present for Robert is…….
Not a car that he can drive through town
Not a plane that he can fly up and down
Not a boat that he would like to steer
It’s something I know he’d like to have near
I’ve got a present for Bo-ob
And soon I’ll present it to Bo-ob
My day’s’ll be sunny
He’ll say “Thank you Honey”
And he’ll be so happy to see
That the present for Robert is Me
Dinsdag 23 juli 1996
Hungry For Love
Hungry For Love
Composer(s): Mills
Performer(s): Johnny Kidd & The Pirates
I’m so hungry, so hungry for love
I’m so hungry, so hungry for love
What’s the use of worrying
You don’t care about the mood I’m in
I just wanna spend every week, every day, every hour with you
Oh, won’t you change your mind and be a little kind
I’m so hungry for love
Just remember, and you’ll feel so glad
There were times when you made me feel bad
What’s the use of worrying
You don’t care about the mood I’m in
I just wanna spend every week, every day, every hour with you
Oh, won’t you change your mind and be a little kind
I’m so hungry for love
What’s the use of worrying
You don’t care about the mood I’m in
I just wanna spend every week, every day, every hour with you
Oh, won’t you change your mind and be a little kind
I’m so hungry for love
So hungry for love
So hungry for love
Maandag 22 juli 1996
A Precious Little Thing Called Love
A Precious Little Thing Called Love
Composer(s): Lou Davis - J. Fred Coots
Performer(s): George Olsen
and multiple other artists
Why does my heart miss a beat
At the footsteps on the street
It's a precious little thing called love
Why am I content alone
When I know someone will phone
It's a precious little thing called love
I see a day in June, a wedding tune
A honeymoon cruise
Friends I know, who will throw
Some rice and old shoes
What's the one thing makes me say
Heaven's just across the way
It's a precious little thing called love
Maandag 22 juli 1996
Hungry Eyes (Sad Café)
Hungry Eyes
Composer(s): Vic Emerson; Paul Young
Performer(s): Sad Café
I'm a traveller, I'm a tinker
I make my money and I move around
It's kind of funny how you tied me down
With those hungry eyes
You're a lady but you messed up
I need your trouble like a hole in the head
It's kind of funny how you shoot me dead
With those hungry eyes
Hungry eyes keep looking at me
Hungry eyes tell me what do they see
No there ain't no place that I'd rather be
Need those hungry eyes looking at me
It's no joke 'cause I'm a no-hope
I wish I wasn't 'cause I wanted to be
The kind of lover who'd always be
With those hungry eyes
You're a lady, you're so messed up
I seen you hanging round with some of your friends
It's kind of funny how they make amends
With those hungry eyes
Hungry eyes keep looking at me
Hungry eyes tell me what do they see
No there ain't no place that I'd rather be
Need those hungry eyes looking at me
Another time another place
Another empty space
I need to be alive, I need to be
You are to me a fire to keep me warm
You keep me free from harm
If it could only be
But there's no chance
No chance of romance
I want to see you but you've disappeared
And I don't ever get to soothe the tears
From those hungry eyes
You're a lady but it's no good
You wanna burn me when you're feeling down
Don't understand it, you make me a clown
With those hungry eyes
Hungry eyes keep looking at me
Hungry eyes tell me what do they see
No there ain't no place that I'd rather be
Need those hungry eyes looking at me
I need those hungry eyes, I need those
Hungry eyes keep looking at me
Hungry eyes tell me what do they see
No there ain't no place that I'd rather be
Need those hungry eyes looking at me
Zondag 21 juli 1996
A Pousada Do Bom Barão
A Pousada Do Bom Barão
Composer(s): Enriquez - Bardotti
Performer(s): Chico Buarque
Todos: :
Vamos tratar uma hospedagem
Pra descansar e seguir viagem
Gata:
Olha que linda aquela pensão
Se chama ``Pousada do bom barão''
Jumento:
Para mim, esse nome, não sei não
Galinha:
Já tou por aqui de tanto barão
Gata:
Mas vamos, mas vamos, não custa tentar
É só pruma noite e depois se mandar
Cachorro:
Ai, ai, ali tem uma placa
Que cheira a uma bruta urucubaca
Todos:
Proibida a entrada
Exijo gravata e dados pessoais
Proibido aos mendigos e aos animais
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!
Jumento:
Puxa, puxa, que desacato
Eu, afinal, sou Jumento: ou rato?
Cachorro:
Poxa, poxa, que desrespeito
Se duvidar, eu entro no peito
Galinha:
Cacilda, cacilda, que bela tramóia
Já tava pensando numa bóia
Gata:
Que bode, que bode, mas isso é o fim
Parece que Todos: estão contra mim
Crianças:
Tentem olhar ali pela janela
Quem sabe não tem ninguém dentro dela
E se for assim vocês podem entrar
Fazer uma boca e se arrancar
Jumento:
Puxa, puxa, o que é que estou vendo?
Vivendo e aprendendo, vivendo e aprendendo
Tem quatro pessoas naquele salão
E uma das quatro é o meu patrão
Cachorro:
Poxa, poxa, vejam vocês
É o meu patrão já com os outros três
Gata:
Que grilo, que grilo, não é uma boa
Aquela coroa é a minha patroa
Galinha:
Cacilda, cacilda, coisa de maluco
É o meu patrão que tá com o trabuco
Crianças:
Caramba, caramba, como é que é
Eu acho que é hora de dar no pé
Pra quem não quiser entrar de gaiato
O melhor negócio é dormir no mato
Todos:
Caramba, caramba, como é que é
Eu acho que é hora de dar no pé
Pra quem não quiser entrar de gaiato
O melhor negócio é dormir no mato
Jumento:
Porém, porém, já tou fulo da vida
Ter toda a razão e nenhuma comida
Cachorro:
A minha barriga não se acostuma
A ter toda razão e comida nenhuma
Galinha:
Porém, porém, já me sinto aflita
Me sinto assada, acho que tou frita
Gata:
É já, é já, vamos sentar a pua
Botar os safados no meio da rua
Todos:
Quatro juntos braços dados
Damos o fora nesses safados
Braços dados juntos quatro
Chutar os safados pra fora do teatro
Dados juntos quatro braços
E esses safados já tão no bagaço
Quatro braços dados juntos
E esses safados vão virar presunto
Zondag 21 juli 1996
Hungry Eyes (Eric Carmen)
Hungry Eyes
Composer(s): John DeNicola; Franke Previte
Performer(s): Eric Carmen
I've been meaning to tell you
I've got this feelin' that won't subside
I look at you and I fantasize
Be mine tonight
Now I've got you in my sights
With these hungry eyes
One look at you and I can't disguise
I've got hungry eyes
I feel the magic between you and I
I want to hold you so hear me out
I want to show you what love's all about
Darlin' tonight
Now I've got you in my sights
With these hungry eyes
One look at you and I can't disguise
I've got hungry eyes
I feel the magic between you and I
I want to hold you so hear me out
I want to show you what love's all about
Darlin' tonight
Now I've got you in my sights
Now I've got you in my sights
With these hungry eyes
Now did I take you by surprise
I need you to see
This love was meant to be
With these hungry eyes
One look at you and I can't disguise
I've got hungry eyes
I feel the magic between you and I
I want to hold you so hear me out
I want to show you what love's all about
Darlin' tonight
Now I've got you in my sights
Now I've got you in my sights
With these hungry eyes
Now did I take you by surprise
I need you to see
This love was meant to be
Zaterdag 20 juli 1996
A Portrait Of Jennie
A Portrait Of Jennie
Composer(s): Burdge - Robinson
Performer(s): Nat King Cole
A Portrait of Jennie
More precious to me
than a masterpiece how ever famous it be
The portrait of Jennie
is etched on my heart
where her features have been sketched from the start
Ah, the color and beatuy of life
and the glow of her sprit divine
all cast in heaven's own design
With a portrait of Jennie
I never will part
for there isn't any portrait of Jennie
except in my heart
for there isn't any portrait of Jennie
except in my heart
Zaterdag 20 juli 1996
Hungry
Hungry
Composer(s): Barry Mann; Cynthia Weil
Performer(s): Paul Revere & The Raiders
Girl you got this need to know what I'm all about
There's something that you dig you can't figure out
Well, you wanna know what moves my soul
And what ticks inside of my brain
But I've got this need I just can't control, and it's
A-drivin' me insane
I can't take it!
Owww!
Chorus:
(1: Because 2: Yes 3: 'Cause) I'm hungry for those good things, baby
Hungry through and through
(2: Well) I'm hungry for that sweet life, baby
With a real fine girl like you
I can almost taste it
It's sweet as wine
There's a custom-tailored world that I wanna own someday
With a special place up high where we can stay alone you and me
Girl, I'm gonna have it all someday if you'll
Just hang on to my hand
If I break some rules along the way, girl, you
Gotta understand
It's my way of gettin' what I want now, 'cause I'm hungry
repeat chorus
I can almost taste it now
Oh, it's sweet as wine
Ain't gonna waste it now
When it's finally mine
Gonna live each minute, fill the hours and days
'Til I've had my fill
Aw, girl, I'll be rollin' in it
Yes, yes, you know I will, yes I will, owww!
('cause I'm)
repeat chorus 2x
Vrijdag 19 juli 1996
A Porter's Love Song To A Chambermaid
A Porter's Love Song To A Chambermaid
Composer(s): Andy Razaf - James P. Johnson
Performer(s): Mildred Bailey
and multiple other artists
I will be your dust pan
If you'll be my broom
We could work together
All around the room
I will be your clothes pin
Be my pulley line
We'll hang out together
Wouldn't that be fine
I will be your dish pan
If you'll be my dish
We'll meet after meals dear
What more could you wish
I will be your window
Be my window shade
That's a porter's love song
To a chambermaid
Vrijdag 19 juli 1996
Hung Up On A Dream
Hung Up On A Dream
Composer(s): Rod Argent
Performer(s): The Zombies;
Chrysanthemums; Fastbacks
Well I remember yesterday
Just drifting slowly through a crowded street
With neon darkness shimmering through the haze
A sea of faces rippling in the heat
And from that nameless changing crowd
A sweet vibration seemed to fill the air
I stood astounded staring hard
At men with flowers resting in their hair...
A sweet confusion filled my mind
Until I woke up only finding everything was just a dream
A dream unusual of its kind
That gave me peace and blew my mind
And now I'm hung up on a dream...
They spoke with soft persuading words
About a living creed of gentle love
And turned the arm to sounds unheard
And showed me strangest clouded sights above
Which gentle touched my aching mind
And soothed the wanderings of my troubled brain
Sometimes I think I'll never find
Such purity and peace of mind again...
Donderdag 18 juli 1996
A Portata Di Mano
A Portata Di Mano
Composer(s): Lucio Battisti - Pasquale Panella
Performer(s): Lucio Battisti
Dicendo abbiamo tempo
ci giri intorno
stemperi e riempi
come dire centotre vasetti
di liquido con colore diluito
che certamente è meno previdente
di una conservazione che alimenti
tutti i tuoi seguenti
spunti di appetito
Sono fluidi a vedersi c'è un piacere
anche perché qualcosa si nota che manca
e se ci fosse è come non avesse nome
Abbiamo tutto il tempo
E poi il discorso prende una piega architettonica
nell'aria con le mani
si collega ai pianti rampicanti
all'euforia da giardino
ai pensili eccitanti
All'ornamentale destino
E tutto il tempo è vicino
a portata di mano
sul tavolino, sul ripiano
su quanto ti è più caro
Ma se cominciassimo
che ne dici
se entrassimo nel vivo
oltre la porta orale saliamo a perpendicolo la scala
che nel muro si avvita
L'umido della parete nella mano
s'asciuga sempre più
parete che d'acciughe sale su
nella rete in muratura
Saliamoli i gradini con le punte
e pure sconoscendo se calziamo un'epoca
una storia, una leggenda
in cui calati, risalendo siamo
E l'anta si spalanca
Dicendo abbiamo tempo tu intendevi dire il contrario
vedevi necessario che quanto vai inventando oggi
non te lo ritrovassi sempre vivido tra i piedi tale e quale
esatto nel reale
con i particolari talmente precisi
un domani da non credere
che i fatti siano intrisi
di te così profondamente
così com'è com'è vero avvengano
in assenza di qualsiasi sostanza
Volevi invece dire
prendi il tempo con me
un po' interrogativa
mentre la mano offriva
abbiamo tutto il tempo
aroma di caffè
Donderdag 18 juli 1996
Hung Up
Hung Up
Composer(s): Benny Andersson; Madonna;
Stewart Price; Björn Ulvaeus
Performer(s): Madonna;
and various other artists
Time goes by... so slowly
Time goes by... so slowly
Time goes by... so slowly
Time goes by... so slowly
Time goes by... so slowly
Time goes by... so slowly
Every little thing that you say or do
I'm hung up
I'm hung up on you
Waiting for your call
Baby night and day
I'm fed up
I'm tired of waiting on you
Time goes by so slowly for those who wait
No time to hesitate
Those who run seem to have all the fun
I'm caught up
I don't know what to do
Time goes by so slowly
Time goes by so slowly
Time goes by so slowly
I don't know what to do
Every little thing that you say or do
I'm hung up
I'm hung up on you
Waiting for your call
Baby night and day
I'm fed up
I'm tired of waiting on you
Every little thing that you say or do
I'm hung up
I'm hung up on you
Waiting for your call
Baby night and day
I'm fed up
I'm tired of waiting on you
Ring, ring, ring goes the telephone
The lights are on but there's no-one home
Tick tick tock it's a quarter to two
And I'm done
I'm hangin' up on you
I can't keep on waiting for you
I know that you're still hesitating
Don't cry for me
'cause I'll find my way
You'll wake up one day
But it'll be too late
Every little thing that you say or do
I'm hung up
I'm hung up on you
Waiting for your call
Baby night and day
I'm fed up
I'm tired of waiting on you
Every little thing that you say or do
I'm hung up
I'm hung up on you
Waiting for your call
Baby night and day
I'm fed up
I'm tired of waiting on you
Every little thing (Every little thing)
I'm hung up
I'm hung up on you
Waiting for your call (Waiting for your call)
I'm fed up
I'm tired of waiting on you
Time goes by... so slowly
Time goes by... so slowly
Time goes by... so slowly
Time goes by
So slowly, so slowly, so slowly
So slowly, so slowly, so slowly
So slowly, so slowly, so slowly
So slowly, so slowly, so slowly
So slowly, so slowly, so
I don't know what to do
Every little thing that you say or do
I'm hung up
I'm hung up on you
Waiting for your call
Baby night and day
I'm fed up
I'm tired of waiting on you
Every little thing that you say or do
I'm hung up
I'm hung up on you
Waiting for your call
Baby night and day
I'm fed up
I'm tired of waiting on you
Every little thing (Every little thing)
I'm hung up
I'm hung up on you
Waiting for your call (Waiting for your call)
I'm fed up
I'm tired of waiting on you
Woensdag 17 juli 1996
A Por El Mar
A Por El Mar
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
El mar, que fue una palabra
vacía y sin horizonte
hoy es un niño que canta
sobre cuarenta prisiones
un niño que se despierta
como una ola gigante
lleva en un puño una perla
y un coral rojo en la sangre
A por el mar
a por el mar que ya se adivina
a por el mar
a por el mar, promesa y semilla
de libertad
a por el mar, a por el mar...
El mar nos está esperando
a poco tiempo del sueño
sólo es cuestión de unos pasos
esos que reprime el miedo
vayamos, pues, a abrazarlo
como un amante que vuelve
de un tiempo que nos robaron
ese que nos pertenece
A por el mar
a por el mar que ya se adivina
a por el mar
a por el mar, promesa y semilla
de libertad
a por el mar, a por el mar...
El mar es más que un paisaje
también es un sentimiento
es un corazón que late
negándose a seguir muerto
no rinde más obediencia
que la que exigen los vientos
no lo sujetan cadenas
ni se detiene ante el fuego
A por el mar
a por el mar que ya se adivina
a por el mar
a por el mar, promesa y semilla
de libertad
a por el mar, a por el mar...
Woensdag 17 juli 1996
Hung On You
Hung On You
Composer(s): Gerry Goffin; Carole King; Phil Spector
Performer(s): The Righteous Brothers
Girl you got me to fall in love with you
Though I'm not free to fall in love with you
Oh, baby
Why did I have to get so hung on you
Tell me
Why did I have to get so hung on you
Believe me, baby
I didn't plan it this way
I thought I'd see you one night and
Forget you the next day
You're not the girl that I belong to
And even though I know it's wrong to
There's a little place where we can go
Where we won't run into a soul we know
Whoa, baby, baby
Well I wish I could get you out of my heart
Then I could also get you out of my life
Baby
Why did I have to get so hung on you
Tell me
Why did I have to get so hung on you
Sure I could tell you it's over and then
One day I'd call you and beg you to see me again
This is a fine mess I got myself in
And let me tell you baby, you're not helping
You know the changes I'm going through
And still you look at me the way you do
Cause you got me to fall in love with you
Though I'm not free to fall in love with you
Baby, baby
Why did I have to get so hung on you
I want to know
Why did I have to get so hung on you
Dinsdag 16 juli 1996
A Poor Man's Roses (Or A Rich Man's Gold)
A Poor Man's Roses (Or A Rich Man's Gold)
Composer(s): Bob Hilliard - Milton DeLugg
First release by: Patti Page - 1957
I must make up my mind today
What to have, what to hold
A poor man's roses
Or a rich man's gold
One's as wealthy as a king in a palace
Tho' he's callous and cold
He may learn to give his heart for love
Instead of buyin' it with gold
Then the poor man's roses
And the thrill when we kiss
Will be memories of paradise
That I'll never miss
And yet the hand that brings the rose tonight
Is the hand I will hold
For the rose of love means more to me
More than any rich man's gold
Then the poor man's roses
And the thrill when we kiss
Will be memories of paradise
That I'll never miss
And yet the hand that brings the rose tonight
Is the hand I will hold
For the rose of love means more to me
More than any rich man's gold
Dinsdag 16 juli 1996
Humpty's Blues
Humpty's Blues
Composer(s): Randy Bachman; Burton Cummings;
Jim Kale; Gary Peterson
Performer(s): The Guess Who
Woke up late this morning
Found out my people gone away from me
(Nobody anywhere I looked)
Woke up late one morning
Found out my people gone away
Spinning ‘round in circles
Oh how I hate to be alone
(It’s no good)
Looking all around me
Trying to find out where ev’rybody’s gone
(Can’t find anybody)
Looking all around me
Trying to find out where the Hell ev’rybody’s gone
(Can’t find anybody now)
Spinning ‘round in circles
Oh how I hate to be alone
(Can’t stand being all alone)
If I could have been a carpenter
Could have run around looking for things to fix
Way back a long time ago if I could have been a carpenter
I could have found a lot of things to fix
(Fix ‘em all up now)
Didn’t end up bein’ no carpenter
And that’s why they call me
Humpty mix
Maandag 15 juli 1996
A Poem On The Underground Wall
A Poem On The Underground Wall
Composer(s): Paul Simon
Performer(s): Simon & Garfunkel; Chad Mitchell
The last train is nearly due
The underground is closing soon
And in the dark deserted station
Restless in anticipation
A man waits in the shadows
His restless eyes leap and scratch
At all that they can touch or catch
And hidden deep within his pocket
Safe within its silent socket
He holds a colored crayon
Now from the tunnel's stony womb
The carriage rides to meet the groom
And open wide and welcome doors
But he hesitates, and then withdraws
Deeper in the shadows
And the train is gone suddenly
On wheels clicking silently
Like a gently tapping litany
And he holds his crayon rosary
Tighter in his hand
Now from his pocket quick he flashes
The crayon on the wall he slashes
Deep upon the advertising
A single worded poem consisting
Of four letters
And his heart is laughing, screaming, pounding
The poem across the tracks rebounding
Shadowed by the exit light
His legs take their ascending flight
To seek the breast of darkness and be suckled by the night
Maandag 15 juli 1996
Humpty Dumpty Heart
Humpty Dumpty Heart
Composer(s): Jimmy Van Heusen; Johnny Burke
Performer(s): Bing Crosby;
and various other artists
Who's giving that line to you?
You think it's divine, do you?
You're a crazy Humpty Dumpty heart
You're letting a grin kid you
You never did win, did you?
Just a silly Humpty Dumpty heart
Don't mean to criticize, or say I'm wise
But if you will just recall, you sat on a garden wall
And you know what happened
You'll still have a chance won't you?
You sure want romance, don't you
Hope, you're lucky, Humpty Dumpty heart
Don't mean to criticize, or say I'm wise
But if you will just recall, you sat on a garden wall
And you know what happened
You'll still have a chance won't you?
You sure want romance, don't you
Hope, you're lucky, Humpty Dumpty heart
Zondag 14 juli 1996
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