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Que Son Esas Palabras


Que Son Esas Palabras
Composer(s): A. Callaci; R. Bielsa
Performer(s): Juan Carlos Baglietto



Veinte años vivieron el uno junto al otro
veinte años de cardo de cereal y de trilla
la rueda del molino, acompasaba las horas
y el invierno dormia en la hiedra amarilla
El cuidaba de todo, con prudencia callada
lo mismo los ganados, que la cosecha fina
ella cruzaba el patio, como rueda de espuela
entre el pozo de agua, la mesa de harina
En inviernos atroces, en veranos soleados
durante veinte años, se hicieron compañia
nunca se preguntó, si la habia querido
que son esas palabras, estaba y la tenia
El no necesitaba noción mas detallada
que conocer su nombre, y el nombre lo sabia
él la llamaba Carmen en la sombra y la tarde
cuando la luz es lámpara de mecha tardia
Veinte años vivieron el uno junto al otro
sin ver apenas médico, peón, colono, artista
el tren pasaba lejos como un cuento de infancia
y el no se preguntaba si en verdad la queria
Ella murio lustrando la vajilla de plata
en el ancho silencio de la tarde vacia
el aprendio de golpe, como caen las heladas
que el amor es amor, aunque no se lo diga

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Sex Over The Phone


Sex Over The Phone
Composer(s): Jacques Morali; Bruce Vilanch; Fred Zarr
Performer(s): Village People



Well
I just want to say: Lately I smile all day

Lately I'm never down
lately I never frown
At home or in the car
don't matter where you are

Don't wanna be alone
you just pick up the phone
Hello, fantasy hotline?
What's your credit card number?
69667113
"Your phone number?" "7 51-61 77"
What's your fantasy?
I just wanna speak to a very hot one
"We'll call you back"

Sex over the phone - You know I like it
Sex over the phone - You know I need it
Sex over the phone - Come on and give it to me baby
Sex over the phone

This is the part I hate
why do they make you wait?
Here's where the fevers rise enough to cross my eyes
They can be short or tall
they can be white or black
I don't care
not at all
long as they call me back
Hello?
Hello, baby, it's me, your fantasy

What's your name?
'Who cares? Just care about my body"
What do you look like?
Hot, I look very hot

Sex over the phone - In the morning
Sex over the phone - In the afternoon
Sex over the phone - Sometimes late in the evening
Sex over the phone

When I want to take a ride I don't have to go outside
I don't need to dress if I'm feeling lazy
I can lie there in my bed painting pictures in my head
I just touch my princess and I go crazy
If you are feelin' hot and after all who's not?
Right now I've got a cure to help your temperature
All that you need's a dime and just a little time
A pay phone on the street can help you beat the heat

Sex over the phone - It's so fulfilling
Sex over the phone - They're always willing
Sex over the phone - Don't break connection baby
Sex over the phone

It's loving that you need
satisfaction guaranteed
It won't cost that much for you to start talking
It's a very small amount on your credit card account
Come on
let your fingers do the walking
Sex over the phone - you know I like it ...
Sex over the phone - Sex over the phone - Sex over the phone
Sex over the phone - Sex over the phone - Sex over the phone

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Que Sont Devenues Les Fleurs


Que Sont Devenues Les Fleurs
((Adapted from: Where Have All The Flowers Gone? (Pete Seeger) - 1960))
Composer(s): Pete Seeger - Guy Béart
Performer(s): Dalida - 1962

Versions In Other Languages:
1962 - Sag Mir Wo Die Blumen Sind (Marlene Dietrich)
1963 - Waar Zijn Al De Bloemen Toch (Conny Vandenbos)
1963 - Hvor Er Som'rens Blomsterpragt (Katy Bødtger)
1965 - Chi Mai Lo Sa (Gli Apostoli)
1976 - Dove Andranno I Nostri Fiori (Patty Pravo)



Que sont devenues les fleurs du temps qui passe
Que sont devenues les fleurs du temps passé
Les filles les ont coupé elles en ont fait des bouquets
Apprendrons-nous un jour apprendrons-nous jamais

Que sont devenues les filles du temps qui passe
Que sont devenues les filles du temps passé
Elles ont donné leur bouquet aux gars qu'elles rencontraient
Apprendrons-nous un jour apprendrons-nous jamais

Que sont devenus les gars du temps qui passe
Que sont devenus les gars du temps passé
A la guerre ils sont allés à la guerre ils sont tombés
Apprendrons-nous un jour apprendrons-nous jamais

Que sont devenues les fleurs du temps qui passe
Que sont devenues les fleurs du temps passé
Sur les tombes elles ont poussé d'autres filles les vont les couper
Apprendrons-nous un jour apprendrons-nous jamais

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Get Up I Feel Like Being A Sex Machine


Get Up I Feel Like Being A Sex Machine
Composer(s): Bobby Byrd; Ron Lenhoff; James Brown
First release by: James Brown - 1970
Covered by multiple other artists



Fellas, I'm ready to get up and do my thing
I wanta get into it, man, you know...
Like a, like a sex machine, man
Movin'... doin' it, you know
Can I count it off? (Go ahead)

One,two, three, four!!

Get up, get on up
Get up, get on up
Stay on the scene, like a sex machine

Wait a minute!
Shake your arm, then use your form
Stay on the scene like a sex machine
You got to have the feeling sure as you're born
Get it together right on, right on

Get up
Get on up

I said the feeling you got to get
Give me the fever in a cold sweat
The way I like it is the way it is
I got mine and don't worry 'bout his

Get on up and then shake your money maker
Shake your money maker.....

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Que Sont Devenues Mes Amours?


Que Sont Devenues Mes Amours?
Composer(s): Joe Dassin; Pierre Delanoë; Claude Lemesle
Performer(s): Joe Dassin



C'est comme un appel qui vient du large
Et me ramène une bouffée de souvenirs
C'est comme un grand livre plein d'images
Que jamais je ne m'arrêterai de lire

Se souviennent-ils de mon passage
Les amis de mes tous premiers jours?
Où sont-ils, les enfants de mon âge
Est-ce qu'ils ont fait un bon voyage
Que sont devenues mes amours?

Celles qui m'ont fait attendre
Celles qui n'ont pas connu ma chambre
Celles que j'ai fait souffrir
Celles pour qui j'ai cru mourir
Juste avant de réssusciter
Sur un banc d'université

Elle était jolie, la Marilyn de mon lycée
Je l'emmenais sur mon scooter
Pour voir James Dean et puis danser
Elle était moins belle, la fille du bar
Mais pas besoin d'être une star
Pour vous apprendre à embrasser

Se souviennent-ils de mon passage
Les amis de mes tous premiers jours?
Où sont-ils, les enfants de mon âge
Est-ce qu'ils ont fait un bon voyage
Que sont devenues mes amours?

Je n'arrive pas à croire
Qu'elle soit sortie de ma mémoire
Celle à qui j'avais promis
Jusqu'à mon nom, jusqu'à ma vie
Et qui un jour a disparu dans l'inconnu

Se souviennent-ils de mon passage
Les amis de mes tous premiers jours?
Où sont-ils, les enfants de mon âge
Est-ce qu'ils ont fait un bon voyage
Que sont devenues mes amours?

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Sex As A Weapon


Sex As A Weapon
Composer(s): Tom Kelly; Billy Steinberg
Performer(s): Pat Benatar



You really do know how to strut that stuff (strut that stuff)
You really do know how to act tough (act tough)
Your body's just like a centerfold
A fantasy (a fantasy), anyone would want to hold

Stop using Sex As A Weapon
Stop using Sex As A Weapon
You know you're already my obsession
Stop (stop) using Sex As A Weapon
Love is more than a one way reflection
Stop (stop) using Sex As A Weapon

With looks that kill and a mind that's twisted (twisted)
I don't know why I can't resist it (resist it)
I tell myself look the other way (other way)
When you want me to (when you want me to)
I, I always stay

Stop using Sex As A Weapon
Stop using Sex As A Weapon
You know you're already my obsession
Stop (stop) using Sex As A Weapon
Love is more than a one way reflection
Stop (stop) using Sex As A Weapon

You play with desire like it was a toy (toy)
How much affection can you destroy?
You wrap my heart around your little finger
Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex, Sex As A Weapon

Stop using Sex As A Weapon
Stop using Sex

Stop using Sex As A Weapon
Stop using Sex As A Weapon
You know you're already my obsession
Stop (stop) using Sex As A Weapon
Love is more than a one way reflection
Stop (stop) using Sex As A Weapon

Stop using Sex As A Weapon
Stop using Sex As A Weapon
Stop using Sex
Stop using Sex As A Weapon
Stop using Sex (stop using sex, stop using sex)
Sex As A Weapon, As A Weapon

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Christmas Time Is Here (Erick Traplin)


Christmas Time Is Here
Composer(s): Erick Traplin
Performer(s): Erick Traplin



Snowflakes falling on the ground, little children playing all around
Everyone's happy in this town, Christmas time is here
Everyone's face is all-aglow, there's no frown and no sorrow

Let it snow and let it blow, Christmas time is here
They're all running for their presents, hidden `neath the Christmas tree
They're all happy as can be, Christmas time is here

(chorus)

Santa's come with all his toys, bringing joy to girls and boys
A time of laughter and of joy, Christmas time is here
The trees are full of candy canes, the children's bellies are the same
We're all happy Santa came, Christmas time is here

(chorus)

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Que Suerte La Mia


Que Suerte La Mia
Performer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez



Te vas por un momento
te vas diciendo que vuelves
que vuelves pronto
a quererme mas

Te vas y yo presiento
que aqui se acaba todo
que ya a mi vida
no volveras

Que triste agonia
tener que olvidarte
queriendote asi

Que suerte la mia
despues de una pena
volver a sufrir

Que triste agonia
despues de caido
volver a caer

Que suerte la mia
estar tan perdido
y volver a perder

Amor, amor sagrado
asi me lo habia jurado
ante una Virgen,
ante un altar

Saliste igual que la otra
juraste muchas cosas
y al verme herido
tambien te vas

Que triste agonia
tener que olvidarte...
(se repite)

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Sevilla


Sevilla
Composer(s): Miguel Bosé
Raphael & Rocío Jurado



Media luna brillara
la navaja acechara
ojos bravos de mujer
Que veneno fue?

El corazon que Triana va
nunca volvera
Sevilla...
con que pasion te enamorara
y te embrujara
Sevilla...

Sola queda Soledad
la guitarra llorara
sortilegio sobre ti caera
y una lagrima
un perfume flor de azahar
a la hora de la verdad
pulso infame temblara
pero matara

Y al alba blanca le contare
lo que yo te ame
Sevilla...
bandido ay! muero yo por ti
tu paloma fui
Sevilla...
cantare
y enloquecere
sentire
puñales de placer...

El corazon que Triana va
nunca volvera
Sevilla...
con que pasion te enamorara
y te embrujara
Sevilla...
bandido ay! muero yo por ti
tu paloma fui
Sevilla...
Y al alba blanca le contare
lo que yo te ame
Sevilla...
bandido ay! muero yo por ti
tu paloma fui
Sevilla...
de oro y diamantes te descubrire
te seducire
Sevilla
como a una reina te tratare
y te adorare
Sevilla..

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Que Tal Te Va Sin Mi


Que Tal Te Va Sin Mi
Composer(s): Manuel Alejandro
Performer(s): Raphael;
and various other artists



Me alegro mucho de volver a verte
Tu sabes que no he sido rencoroso
Perdoname si ves que estoy nervioso
No te esperaba aqui tan de repente
Me alegro de encontrarte tan bonita
Te juro que te veo maravillosa
Sera que al fin te van muy bien las cosas
O tratas de ocultarme tu desdicha

¿Que tal te va sin mi?
Dime que no te va muy bien
Que en realidad quieres volver a estar conmigo
No intentes sonreir, veo en tus ojos la verdad
Y hay mas tristeza y ansiedad que al lado mio
¿Que tal te va sin mi?
¿Has encontrado algo mejor
O has comprendido que el amor no se improvisa?
Si quieres regresar hazlo deprisa, hazlo ya
Que yo tambien quiero volver a estar contigo
Como estabamos ayer

Me alegro mucho de volver a verte
Tu sabes que no he sido rencoroso
Perdoname si ves que estoy nervioso
No te esperaba aqui tan de repente
Me alegro de encontrarte tan bonita
Te juro que te veo maravillosa
Sera que al fin te van muy bien las cosas
O tratas de ocultarme tu desdicha

¿Que tal te va sin mi?
Dime que no te va muy bien
Que en realidad quieres volver a estar conmigo
No intentes sonreir, veo en tus ojos la verdad
Y hay mas tristeza y ansiedad que al lado mio
¿Que tal te va sin mi?
¿Has encontrado algo mejor
O has comprendido que el amor no se improvisa?
I quieres regresar hazlo deprisa, hazlo ya
Que yo tambien quiero volver a estar contigo
Como estabamos ayer

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76 Trombones


76 Trombones
Composer(s): Meredith Willson
Performer(s): Meredith Willson
and multiple other artists



Harold:
Seventy-six trombones led the big parade
With a hundred and ten cornets close at hand
They were followed by rows and rows of the finest virtuosos, the cream of ev'ry famous band

Seventy-six trombones caught the morning sun
With a hundred and ten cornets right behind
There were more than a thousand reeds
Springing up like weeds
There were horns of ev'ry shape and kind

There were copper bottom tympani in horse platoons
Thundering, thundering all along the way
Double bell euphoniums and big bassoons
Each bassoon having it's big, fat say!

There were fifty mounted cannon in the battery
Thundering, thundering louder than before
Clarinets of ev'ry size
And trumpeters who'd improvise
A full octave higher than the score!

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Qué Te Importa


Qué Te Importa
Composer(s): Rafael Hernández
Performer(s): Javier Solis



Me dirán que de tanto quererte me voy a morir
que no vale por ti el sacrificio lo podrán decir
Que no quieren saber de mi nombre eso ya lo sé
pero yo que te quiero de veras no sé que diré

Qué te importa decir por doquier que ya te perdí
qué te importa este pobre querer que llora por ti
Qué te importa el hacerme sufrir por otro querer
si no puedo lograr que me ames qué le voy a hacer

Qué te importa el hacerme sufrir por otro querer
si no puedo lograr que me ames ¡qué le voy a hacer!

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Seventeen Come Sunday


Seventeen Come Sunday
(Traditional)
Performer(s): Steeleye Span
and multiple other artists



As I strolled out one May morning
One May morning so early
I overtook a handsome maid
And, my goodness, she was early

Her shoes were black and her stockings were white
And her buckles they shone like silver
She had a dark and rolling eye
And her hair hung over her shoulder

"How old are you my fair pretty maid
How old are you my honey?"
She answered me so cheerfully
"Well, I'm seventeen come Sunday"

"Could you love me my fair pretty maid
Could you love me my honey?"
She answered me so tearfully
"Oh, I can't because of Mummy''

"But if you come to my Mummy's house
When the moon is shining brightly"
"Oh, I'll come down and let you in"
"And my Mummy shall not hear me"

So he went to her Mummy's house
When the moon was brightly shining
And she came down and she let him in
And she rolled in his arms till the morning

She says "Kind sir, will you marry me?"
I says "Oh no, my honey
For the fife and drum is my delight
And I'm happy in the army"

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Que Te Vaya Bonito


Que Te Vaya Bonito
Composer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez
Performer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez



Ojala que te vaya bonito
ojala que se acaben tus penas
que te digan que yo ya no existo
y conozcas personas mas buenas

Que te den lo que no pude darte
aunque yo te haya dado de todo
nunca mas volvere a molestarte
te adore, te perdi, ya ni modo

Cuantas cosas quedaron prendidas
hasta adentro del fondo de mi alma
cuantas luces dejaste encendidas
yo no se como voy a apagarlas

Ojala que mi amor no te duela
y te olvides de mi para siempre
que se llenen de sangre tus venas
y te vista la vida de suerte

Yo no se si tu ausencia me mate
aunque tengo mi pecho de acero
pero nadie me llame cobarde
sin saber hasta donde la quiero

Cuantas cosas...
(se repite)

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Seventeen


Seventeen
Composer(s): Boyd Bennett; John Young
Performer(s): Boyd Bennett
and multiple other artists



Seventeen, seventeen
Cool and solid seventeen
Young enough to dance and sing
Old enough to get that swing

Past sixteen, done been kissed
Graduated and got that twist
Kind of love I can't resist
At seventeen

Now, sloppy shirt, old blue-jeans
Dirty shoes, by all means
Patch of blonde, peroxide hair
Jukebox baby ain't no square

Seventeen, hot rod queen
Cutest girl you've ever seen
Tell the world I'm really keen
On my hep-cat doll of seventeen

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Que Tu M'Enterres


Que Tu M'Enterres
Composer(s): Michel Jonasz; Gabriel Yared
Performer(s): Françoise Hardy



Mais demain, je s'rai loin
Alors dis-moi, dis-moi vite
Que tes mains, ce sont mes mains
Que mes yeux, ce sont les tiens
Tes mots les miens

Mais pourtant, c'était bien
Qu'est-ce qui dégringole si vite
Qui jaunit comme un bouquin ?
C'est pas l'amour qui s'éteint
C'est quoi ? C'est rien...

{Refrain:}
J'm'en vais, tu pars
Mais je sais qu'un jour, quelque part
Une rue, une gare
On se retrouv'ra comme hier
Ensemble on vieillira, j'espère
Oh, oh, je voudrais que tu m'enterres
Oh, je voudrais que tu m'enterres

Mais demain, je s'rai loin, très loin
Alors dis-moi, dis-moi vite
Que tes mains, ce sont mes mains

{au Refrain}

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Que Triste Decirte Adios


Que Triste Decirte Adios
Performer(s): Raphael



Sabes, hay mucha gente con el vacio en el corazon
Tu sabes que hay mucha gente que ya ha perdido la ilusion de amar
Pero nunca crei que yo tambien llegaria a sentirme asi
La, lara, lara, larai, larirara, lara....

Siento que poco a poco vas apagandome hasta el sol
Siento que poco a poco vas apagando el corazon en mi
Mi voz sin tu voz esta muriendo poque nada me queda sin ti
La, lara, lara, larai, larirara, lara....

Es tan triste decirse adios que hasta el alma llora
Es tan triste decirse adios que hasta el cuerpo llora
Y mis ojos lloran y mis manos lloran, mi cancion llora tambien
La, lara, lara, larai, larirara, lara....

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Seven Year Ache


Seven Year Ache
Composer(s): Rosanne Cash
Performer(s): Rosanne Cash
and multiple other artists



You act like you were just born tonight
Face down in a memory, but feelin' all right
So who does your past belong to today?
Baby, you don't say nothin' when you're feelin' this way

The girls in the bars, thinkin' "Who is this guy?"
But they don't think nothin' when they're tellin' you lies
You look so careless when they're shootin' that bull
Don't you know heartaches are heroes when their pockets are full

Tell me you're tryin' to cure a seven year ache
See what elese your old heart can take
Boys say: "When is he gonna give us some room?"
The girls say: "God, I hope he comes back soon"

Everybody's talkin' but you don't hear a thing
You're still uptown on your down hill swing
The Boulevard's empty, why don't you come around?
Baby, what is so great about sleepin' downtown?

There's plenty of dives to be someone you're not
Just say you're lookin' for somethin' you might have forgot
Don't bother callin' to say you're leavin' alone
'Cos there's a fool on every corner when you're tryin' to get home

Tell me you're tryin' to cure a seven year ache
See what elese your old heart can take
Boys say: "When is he gonna give us some room?"
The girls say: "God, I hope he comes back soon"

Tell me you're tryin' to cure a seven year ache
See what elese your old heart can take
Boys say: "When is he gonna give us some room?"
The girls say: "God, I hope he comes back soon"

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Qué Va


Qué Va
Composer(s): Fernando Z. Maldonado
Performer(s): Javier Solis;
and various other artists



Que te deje yo qué va
si te estoy queriendo tanto
en tus ojos hay dulzura
y en tus besos la ternura
que me llena de ilusión

Me aconsejan sin razón
que ya deje de quererte
que no tienes corazón
y que un día sin compasión
con engaños tú te irás

Que te deje yo qué va
es que envidian nuestro amor
que haga caso yo qué va
me critican con ardor

Con tus besos viviré
en un mundo de ilusiones
latirán dos corazones
bajo un cielo de ilusiones
cobijando nuestro amor

Que te deje yo qué va
es que envidian nuestro amor
que haga caso yo qué va
me critican con ardor

Con tus besos viviré
en un mundo de ilusiones
latirán dos corazones
bajo un cielo de ilusiones
cobijando nuestro amor

Que te deje yo qué va

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Seven Turns


Seven Turns
Composer(s): Dickey Betts
Performer(s): The Allman Brothers Band; Dickey Betts & Great Southern



Seven turns on the highway
Seven rivers to cross
Sometimes, you feel like you could fly away
Sometimes, you get lost

And sometimes, in the darkened night
You see the crossroad sign
One way is the morning light
You got to make up your mind

Somebody's calling your name
Somebody's waiting for you
Love is all that remains the same
That's what it's all coming to
Hey, yeah

Running wild out on the road
Just like a leaf on the wind
How in the world could you ever know
We'd ever meet again?

Seven turns on the highway
Seven rivers to cross
Sometimes, you feel like you could fly away
Sometimes, you get lost

Somebody's calling your name
Somebody's waiting for you
Love is all that remains the same
That's what it's all coming to

Somebody's calling your name
Somebody's waiting for you
Love is all that remains the same
That's what it's all coming to

Somebody's calling your name
Somebody's waiting for you
Love is all that remains the same
That's what it's all coming to

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