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De Meisjes Van Het Theater


De Meisjes Van Het Theater
Composer(s): Drs. P
Performer(s): Jenny Arean



Een ieder weet dat in de stad een groot theater staat
Waar kunstgenot en geest bij knap en goed zich smaken laat
Daar smult men van een mooi tafereel of van een leuke mop
Maar staan de meisjes op tooneel, dan let men extra op

Want de meisjes van het theater
Die zijn een kijkje waard
Ze zijn zoo vlug als water
En om haar kunst vermaard
En de heeren in hun stoelen
Die kijken nauwgezet
Omdat ze eerbied voelen
Voor dit verfijnd ballet

Het schouwspel biedt u dol vermaak, zoowel als romantiek
En vindt dus uit de aard der zaak veel weerklank bij het publiek
Men houdt van een komiek verhaal of ernstig, stemmig lied
Maar het zijn de meisjes waar de zaal het meeste van geniet

Ach, de meisjes van het theater
Die zijn een kijkje waard
Ze zijn zoo vlug als water
En om haar kunst vermaard
En de heeren in hun stoelen
Die kijken nauwgezet
Omdat ze eerbied voelen
Voor dit verfijnd ballet

Ze zijn zoo frisch als Hollandsch fruit en zoet als een bonbon
En hare kapsels komen uit een prijzigen salon
Gekleed in het allerfijnste goed en rijkelijk geblanket
Zoo treden zij u tegemoet, zeer guitig altemet

Ja, de meisjes van het theater
Die zijn een kijkje waard
Ze zijn zoo vlug als water
En om haar kunst vermaard
En de heeren in hun stoelen
Die kijken nauwgezet
Omdat ze eerbied voelen
Voor dit verfijnd ballet

O, waar vindt men fraaier kuitjes en meer charmante zwier
Waar vindt men liever snuitjes dan bij de meisjes hier
Alleen een vrouwenhater blijft hierbij doodbedaard
Ja, de meisjes van het theater zijn wel een kusje waard
De meisjes van het theater zijn wel een kusje waard

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Gasoline Alley


Gasoline Alley
Composer(s): Rod Stewart; Ron Wood
Performer(s): Faces;
and various other artists



I think I know now what's making me sad
It's a yearnin' for my own back yard
I realize maybe I was wrong to leave
Better swallow up my silly country pride
Going home, running home
Down to Gasoline Alley where I started from
Going home, and I'm running home
down to Gasoline Alley where I was born

When the weather's better and the rails unfreeze
and the wind don't whistle 'round my knees
I'll put on my weddin' suit and catch the evening train
I'll be home before the milk's upon the door

Going home, running home
down to Gasoline Alley where I started from
Going home, and I'm running home
down to Gasoline Alley where I was born

But if anything should happen and my plans go wrong
Should I stray to the house on the hill
Let it be known that my intentions were good
I'd be singing in my alley if I could

And if I'm called away and it's my turn to go
Should the blood run cold in my veins
Just one favor I'll be asking of you
Don't bury me here, it's too cold
Take me back, carry me back
Down to Gasoline Alley where I started from
Take me back, won't you carry me home
Down to Gasoline Alley where I started from

Take me back, carry me back
Down to Gasoline Alley where I started from
Take me back, carry me back
Down to Gasoline Alley where I started from
Take me back, carry me back
Down to Gasoline Alley where I started from

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Love Me Do


Love Me Do
Composer(s): John Lennon - Paul McCartney
First release by: The Beatles - 1962
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1963 - J'en Suis Fou (Dick Rivers)
1986 - Un' Altra Ragazza (Adriano Celentano)



Love, love me do
You know I love you
I'll always be true
So ple-e-ease
Love me do, whoa, love me do

Love, love me do
You know I love you
I'll always be true
So ple-e-ease
Love me do, whoa, love me do

Someone to love, somebody new!
Someone to love, someone like you!

Love, love me do
You know I love you
I'll always be true
So ple-e-ease
Love me do, whoah, love me do

Love, love me do
You know I love you
I'll always be true
So ple-e-ease
Love me do, whoa, love me do

Yeah, love me do!

Ohh, love me do

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Mister Iceberg (French Version)


Mister Iceberg
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg



Mister Iceberg a sur l'épaule nord
Une petite aux boucles d'or
Et sur l'épaule Sud
Une grande Solitude
Mister Iceberg hausse l'épaule Nord
Pour secouer la fille qui dort
Puis hausse l'épaule Sud Comme à l'habitude

Mister Iceberg a sur l'épaule Nord
Une petite fille incolore
Et sur l'épaule Sud
Comme un interlude
Mister Iceberg hausse l'épaule Nord
Pour rayer son disque d'or
Et son épaule Sud
Esquisse un prélude

Mister Iceberg a sur l'épaule Nord
Une petite qui dit encore
Et sur l'épaule Sud
Un peu d'lassitude
Mister Iceberg hausse l'épaule Nord
Pour lui faire voir qu'il est mort
Puis hausse l'épaule Sud
C'est son attitude

Mister Iceberg aime l'amour on the rocks
Mister Iceberg aime les petites filles en socks

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A Garota De Ipanema


A Garota De Ipanema
Composer(s): Antônio Carlos Jobim - Vinicius de Moraes
First performance/First recording: João Gilberto, Antônio Carlos Jobim, Vinicius de Moraes - 1962/Pery Ribeiro - 1962
Covered by multiple other artists

Versions In Other Languages:
1963 - The Girl From Ipanema (by Stan Getz & João Gilberto)
1964 - La Fille D'Ipanema (by Jacqueline François)
1965 - La Ragazza Di Ipanema (by Caterina Valente)
2006 - La Chica De Ipanema (by Richard Clayderman)
2007 - The Girl From Al-Qaeda (by The Jack & Jim Show)



Olha que coisa mais linda
Mais cheia de graça
É ela a menina
Que vem e que passa
Num doce balanço
A caminho do mar

Moça do corpo dourado
Do sol de Ipanema
O seu balançado
É mais que um poema
É a coisa mais linda
Que eu já vi passar

Ah, Por que estou tão sozinho
Ah, Por que tudo é tão triste
Ah, A beleza que existe
A beleza que não é só minha
Que também passa sozinha

Ah, se ela soubesse
Que quando ela passa
O mundo sorrindo
Se enche de graça
E fica mais lindo
Por causa do amor
Por causa do amor...

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Un' Altra Ragazza


Un' Altra Ragazza
((Adapted from: Love Me Do (The Beatles) - 1962))
((French Version: J'en Suis Fou (Dick Rivers) - 1963))
Composer(s): John Lennon - Paul McCartney - Pino Donaggio - Depsa
Performer(s): Adriano Celentano - 1986



Vestiti un pò
Mi piaci di più
Con l'abito blu
Così ...
Sei geniale
O-o-o sei geniale

Guarda all'insù
Non darmi del tu
Ancheggia di più
Così sei bestiale
O-o-o sei bestiale

L'uomo non è un colpo e via
Gioca con me di fantasia

Dai fai la chic
Magari in lame
E poi segui me
Tu sei micidiale
O-o-o sei micidiale

Mi piaci così
Con l'abito blu
Puoi darmi del tu
Tu sei speciale
O-o-o sei speciale

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Mister Iceberg (English Version)


Mister Iceberg
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg



Mister Iceberg holds in his north hand
A girl the color of sand
And in his south hand
A no-woman's land

Mister Iceberg has a heart of stone
He wants to be left alone
North and south his eyes
She's his sacrifice

Mister Iceberg, Mister Icegberg
Mister Iceberg likes to make love on the rocks
Mister Iceberg, Mister Icegberg
Mister Iceberg likes his little girls in socks

Mister Iceberg hold in his north hand
A girl the color of sand
And in his south hand
A no-woman's land

Mister Iceberg's tired of his game
Let her go they're all the same
She's his interlude for the attitude

Mister Iceberg, Mister Icegberg
Mister Iceberg likes to make love on the rocks
Mister Iceberg, Mister Icegberg
Mister Iceberg likes his little girls in socks

Mister Iceberg hold in his north hand
A girl the color of sand
And in his south hand
A no-woman's land

Mister Iceberg has a heart of stone
He wants to be left alone
North and south his eyes
She's his sacrifice

Mister Iceberg, Mister Icegberg
Mister Iceberg likes to make love on the rocks
Mister Iceberg, Mister Icegberg
Mister Iceberg likes his little girls in socks

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Garnet's Home-Made Beer


Garnet's Home-Made Beer
Composer(s): Ian Robb
Performer(s): Ian Robb



Oh, the year was Nineteen Seventy-eight
(How I wish I'd never tried it now)
When a score of men were turned quite green
By the scummiest ale you've ever seen

Oh, Garnet Rogers cried the town
(How I wish I'd never tried it now)
For twenty brave men, all masochists who
Would taste for him his home-made brew

This motley crew was a sickening sight
(How I wish I'd never tried it now)
There was caveman Dave with his eyes in bags
He'd a hard-boiled liver and the staggers and jags

God damn them all, I was told
This beer was worth its weight in gold
We'd feel no pain, shed no tears
But it's a foolish man who shows no fear
At a glass of Garnet's home-made beer

Well we hadn't been there but an hour or two
(How I wish I'd never tried it now)
When a voice said, "Gimme some home-made brew"
And Steeleye Stan hove into view

God damn them all, I was told
This beer was worth its weight in gold
We'd feel no pain, shed no tears
But it's a foolish man who shows no fear
At a glass of Garnet's home-made beer

Now Steeleye Stan was a frightening man
(How I wish I'd never tried it now)
He was eight feet tall and four feet wide
He said, "Pass that jug or I'll tan your hide"

God damn them all, I was told
This beer was worth its weight in gold
We'd feel no pain, shed no tears
But it's a foolish man who shows no fear
At a glass of Garnet's home-made beer

Stan took one sip and pitched on his side
(How I wish I'd never tried it now)
Garnet was smashed with a gut full of dregs
And his breath set fire to both me legs

God damn them all, I was told
This beer was worth its weight in gold
We'd feel no pain, shed no tears
But it's a foolish man who shows no fear
At a glass of Garnet's home-made beer

So here I lay in me twenty-third beer
(How I wish I'd never tried it now)
It's been ten years since I felt this way
On the night before my wedding day

God damn them all, I was told
This beer was worth its weight in gold
We'd feel no pain, shed no tears
But it's a foolish man who shows no fear
At a glass of Garnet's home-made beer

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Love Me As Though There Were No Tomorrow


Love Me As Though There Were No Tomorrow
Composer(s): Harold Adamson - Jimmy McHugh
Performer(s): Malcolm Vaughan
and multiple other artists



Love me as though there were no tomorrow
Take me out of this world tonight
Take me, make me forget my sorrow
So when I wake tomorrow
I’ll know our love was right

Kiss me as though it were now or never
Teach me all that a heart should know
Love me as though there were no tomorrow
Oh my darling, love me, don’t ever let me go

Kiss me as though it were now or never
Teach me all that a heart should know
Love me as though there were no tomorrow
Oh my darling, love me, don’t ever let me go

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Mister Georgina


Mister Georgina
Composer(s): Léo Ferré
Performer(s): Catherine Sauvage



Tu joues tu joues d'l'accordéon
Dans un bistro qui n'a plus d'nom
Tell'ment les gens sont habitués
À y danser à y danser
La comparsita
Que tu leur joues toutes les nuits
Pour un salair' qui fait pas d'bruit
Car ton métier c'est d'fair' danser
C'est d'fair' danser
Mister Giorgina
Que ton biniou brill' comm' le jour
Ou qu'il soit noir comm' les amours
Qui sur la piste s'en vont chercher
De quoi rêver de quoi danser
La comparsita
Toi tu t'en fous car ton métier
C'est d'faire danser mais pas d'penser
Fais ta série voilà ta vie
Voilà ta vie
Mister Giorgina

"ta vie... ma vie... leur vie..."

Un jour t'auras les cheveux blancs
Ceux qui vienn'nt tard qui vienn'nt sûr'ment
Tu te r'trouv'ras d'vant ton buffet
Pour y danser pour y danser
La comparsita
Que tu jouais dans un beuglant
Pour un salair' qu'a foutu le camp
Les autr's dansaient toi tu bouffais
Toi tu bouffais
Mister Giorgina
Alors avant qu'il n'soit trop tard
Planqu' ton magot dans ton placard
Les fourmis c'est fait pour bosser
Quand aux cigal's ell's vont danser
La comparsita
Car la musiqu' foutu métier
Ça chante ça gueul' ça fait rêver
Et ça s'envol' comm' les paroles
Comm' les paroles
Mister Giorgina

"ça s'envole? pas toujours...
... née de tango inconnu! ..."

Toi les frangin's qui vienn'nt guincher
Avant d'se fair' comparsiter
Tu les regardes avec tes doigts
T'as l'œil qui joue en do en fa
La comparsita
Au fond tout ça toi tu t'en fous
T'as qu'un copain c'est ton biniou
Tu joues Schubert mais c'est plus cher
Mais c'est plus cher
Mister Giorgina
Un piano c'est comm' l'horizon
Ça joue tout à l'horizontale
Toi ton piano et ses flonflons
Tu les fous à la verticale
Sur comparsita
Et dans la rue tes récitals
Des fois ça nous fait un peu mal
Avec ton Pleyel en sautoir
yel-en-sautoir
Mister Giorgina

"ça nous fait un peu mal... la Musique
fini ! la Musique! en l'an 2000 plus d'Musique
et pourtant, c'était beau... Jean Sébastien Bach? Tu connais?"

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Gare À Toi... Gargantua


Gare À Toi... Gargantua
Composer(s): Frederic Botton
Performer(s): France Gall



De jour ou de nuit
Ton appétit est insatiable
Tu veux tout manger, tout dévorer
Même la table

Dès qu'on te parle de filles
Alors t'as les yeux qui brillent
Mais gare à toi Gargantua
Tu ne dois croquer que moi

Comme un connaisseur
T'avales des cœurs à la douzaine
Pour un fin gourmet
T'as un palais des plus modernes

Les oiseaux dans ton gosier
Sont toujours sur canapé
Mais gare à toi Gargantua
Tu ne dois croquer que moi

N'as-tu pas peur d'attraper une indigestion
À engloutir tant de chair fraîche ce c'est pas bon
Attention à ton diabète
Il faudrait te mettre à la diète

Ce soir pour dîner je n'ai pas acheté grand chose
Ton plat préféré sera couché parmi les roses
Et prends-en bien à ta faim
Pour ce soir et pour demain

Mais gare à toi Gargantua
Car si tu n'en mange pas
Il se peut qu'à tout jamais
C'est moi qui te croquerai

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Love Me All The Time


Love Me All The Time
Composer(s): Wm. K. Wells - Hal R. Dyson



Wonderful girl my precious pearl
You are the world to me
Were we to part
't would break my heart
So listen to my plea

I worry dear worry in fear
Some day your love may wane
Say dear that you, e'er will be true
Tell me oh tell me again

Sweet heart of mine please love me all of the time
Deep in your dear heart enshrine
a loving destiny my own for me my dearie
Honey you know I love you I love you so
Thats why I want you want you with love undying
Can't you hear my heart sighing
When I am blue the hours I spent with you
are like a rosary of love to me
divine dear heart of mine
don't fill my poor heart with pain
Don't say I'm pleading in vain
Oh dearie love me love me love me all the time

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Mister And Mississippi


Mister And Mississippi
Composer(s): Irving Gordon
Performer(s): Tennessee Ernie Ford
and various other artists



I can't recall my Mother, I don't remember Dad
Mister and Mississippi was all I ever had
Oh, I was born to wander, oh, I was born to roam
And Mister and Mississippi made me feel at home

Oh, I was born to wander, oh, I was born to roam
And Mister and Mississippi made me feel at home

My cradle was the river, my school a river boat
My teacher was a gambler, the slickest one afloat
My teacher was a gambler, the slickest one afloat
He taught me not to gamble on a petticoat

Oh, I was born to wander, oh, I was born to roam
And Mister and Mississippi made me feel at home

Oh! Betty Mae, I love you, I love you Betty Mae
I love you like a barefoot boy, loves a summer day
The way a wand'ring gypsy, loves the changing scenes
Just like the restless river, loves old New Orleans

Oh, I was born to wander, oh, I was born to roam
And Mister and Mississippi made me feel at home

I'd love a tiny village, a quite country town
A house, a little garden, with kiddies runnin' 'round
I'd be a faithful husband, I'd be a trusting friend
Until I heard that steamboat, comin' 'round the bend

Oh, I was born to wander, oh, I was born to roam
And Mister and Mississippi made me feel at home

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Gardez Vos Filles


Gardez Vos Filles
Composer(s): Joël Holmes; Georges Moustaki
Performer(s): Georges Moustaki



Gardez vos filles!

Ce n'est pas moi qui vais vous les prendre
Gardez vos filles!
Elles ont le cœur beaucoup trop tendre
J'aurais trop peur de les blesser
Avec mes mauvaises manières
Je n'oserais pas les enlacer
De peur qu'elles cassent comme du verre
Gardez vos filles!
Leur bonne tenue me rend timide
Gardez vos filles!
Elles ont trop l'air d'être en visite
Enrubannées dans leurs dentelles
Capitonnées dans leurs velours
Comment voulez-vous que l'amour
Puisse aller jusqu'à elles?

Je ne sais pas faire la révérence
Ni les baisemains ni les yeux doux
Je ne sais pas me mettre à genoux
J'ignore tout de la bienséance
Prenez-moi comme il faut me prendre
Ou ne me prenez pas du tout
Mais laissez-moi vivre à mon goût
Un cœur se donne à bouche gourmande

Gardez vos filles
Bien à l'abri de ma bohème!
Gardez vos filles!
Protégez-les de mes "Je t'aime"
Je ne suis pas
Prince charmant
Et ça les ferait faire la grimace
Des comme moi qui trop embrasse
Qui trop embrasse et trop souvent
Gardez vos filles
Mais laissez-moi parmi les autres
Rien qu'une fille
Qui ne ressemble pas aux vôtres
A qui offrir
Toutes mes richesses
Mes rêves
De monts et de merveilles
Et lui faire une place au soleil
De ma tendresse

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Love Me Again


Love Me Again
Composer(s): Gold
Performer(s): Sunny Gale; Pat Terry; Alma Cogan



Love me again, hold me close to your heart
Love me again as you did at the start
I need you more every day we're apart
Say that you love me again

Open your arms, let me hold you once more
Let me be close to the lips I adore
Tell me that things will be just as before
Say that you love me again

If I've been seen with a smile on my face
Even though we have drifted apart
Don't be misled by the smile on my face
You would find there are tears in my heart

So, don't let the tears that I cry be in vain
Whether the future brings pleasure or pain
Long as I'm near you, I'll never complain
So love me, love me again

Don't let the tears that I cry be in vain
Whether the future brings pleasure or pain
Long as I'm near you, I'll never complain
So love me, love me again

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Mistakes (The Five Keys)


Mistakes
Composer(s): Horatio Nicholls; Edgar Leslie
Performer(s): The Five Keys
and various other artists



I told you lies, I was unwise
You let me know, I let you go
Why not be friends, I'll make amends
If you will just forgive me

We make mistakes when we worry
All over nothing at all
We make mistakes that bring heartaches
And the teardrops fall like raindrops

We make mistakes and feel sorry
When we've made someone blue
But I made the greatest mistake of all
When I said "Goodbye" to you

Though my neglect cost your respect
Must I in vain, seek it again
We've passed the worst, were things reversed
I'd be the first to help you

We make mistakes when we worry
All over nothing at all
We make mistakes that bring heartaches
And the teardrops fall like raindrops

We make mistakes and feel sorry
When we've made someone blue
But I made the greatest mistake of all
When I said "Goodbye" to you

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Garden Song


Garden Song
Composer(s): David Mallett
Performer(s): Peter, Paul & Mary;
and various other artists



Chorus:
Inch by inch, row by row, gonna make this garden grow
All it takes is a rake and a hoe and a piece of fertile ground
Inch by inch, row by row Someone bless these seeds I sow
Someone warm them from below
Til the rain comes tumbling down

Pullin' weeds and pickin' stones,
we are made of dreams and bones
I feel the need to grow my own cause the time is close at hand
Grain for grain, sun and rain I'll find my way in nature's chain
Tune my body and my brain to the music of the land

Chorus

Plant your rows straight and long,
Temper them with prayer and song
Mother earth will keep you strong if you give her love and care
An old crow watching hungrily from his perch in yonder tree
In my garden I'm as free as that feathered thief up there

Chorus

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Love Me A Lot


Love Me A Lot
((Spanish Version: Quiéreme Mucho (Connie Francis))
Performer(s): Linda Ronstadt



Love me a lot
Sweet love of mine
How loving you are
I will always adore you

With your kisses
And your caresses
My sufferings cease to speak

When you are truly in love
As I am with you
It is impossible, my heaven
To live so far apart

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Mistakes (Spencer Davis)


Mistakes
Composer(s): Richard Feldman
Performer(s): Spencer Davis



People tell me, boy you're crazy
Some people say that I'm nuts
For trying to get back together with you baby
They say that once is enough

I should never have left you 'cause now I need you
Sometimes it happens that way
I come back like a fool who's believing
No matter what they might say

I don't want to hear another word
Don't need your well thought out advice
Though I thank you all for being kind
I can make mistakes myself just fine

I've got a good friend who knows my trouble
he thinks I'm wasting my time
He said go out and have some fun she's not the only one
But I can't leave her behind

So, I don't want to hear another word
Don't need your well thought out advice
Though I thank you all for being kind
I can make mistakes myself just fine

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Garden Party


Garden Party
Composer(s): Rick Nelson
Performer(s): Rick Nelson;
and various other artists



I went to a garden party to reminisce with my old friends
A chance to share old memories and play our songs again
When I got to the garden party, they all knew my name
No one recognized me, I didn't look the same

Chorus
But it's all right now, I learned my lesson well
You see, ya can't please everyone, so ya got to please yourself

People came from miles around, everyone was there
Yoko brought her walrus, there was magic in the air
Over in the corner, much to my surprise
Mr. Hughes hid in Dylan's shoes wearing his disguise

Chorus

Played them all the old songs, thought that's why they came
No one heard the music, we didn't look the same
I said hello to "Mary Lou", she belongs to me
When I sang a song about a honky-tonk, it was time to leave

Chorus

Someone opened up a closet door and out stepped Johnny B. Goode
Playing guitar like a-ringin' a bell and lookin' like he should
If you gotta play at garden parties, I wish you a lotta luck
But if memories were all I sang, I rather drive a truck

Chorus

'n' it's all right now, learned my lesson well
You see, ya can't please everyone

So you got to please yourself

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