Dinsdag 20 november 1990
Use Me
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Use Me
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Maandag 19 november 1990
Something To Remember You By
Something To Remember You By
Composer(s): Arthur Schwartz - Howard Dietz
Performer(s): Helen Forrest & Dick Haymes
and multiple other artists
(Helen)
Oh, give me something to remember you by
When you are far away from me, dear
Some little something, meaning love can not die
No matter where you chance to be
(Dick)
Though I'll pray for you, night and day for you
It will see me through like a charm
Till you're returning
So give me something to remember you by
When you are far away from me
(Helen)
Though I'll pray for you, night and day for you
(Dick)
It will see me through like a charm
Till your returning
(Helen)
So give me something to remember you by
(Both)
When you are far away from me
Maandag 19 november 1990
Use Your Imagination
Use Your Imagination
Composer(s): Chip Davis; Stiles
Performer(s): Mud
How come you're the kind of guy
whose crawling round the garbage in the backstreet
It's time that you took of my friend
and found yourself another nightime beat
How come that hazy twilight world came down on you
and like a fog surrounds you
Stand over here right by my side
I'm gonna help you get back to your feet
Use your imagination
Open up your eyes
Use your imagination, c'mon and give it a try
Use your imagination
Open up your eyes
Use your imagination c'mon and give it a try
How come man, you're drinking, slowly sinking
making hookers on the backstreet
I'll get you 10 my friend
the ends you tie ain't ever gonna meet
How come with your shining daydream
dark clouds fell and turned the world against you
I've said it once I'll tell you now
right here's the place where you'll find all you need
Chorus
Zondag 18 november 1990
Could It Be
Could It Be
Composer(s): Paul Abela - Raymond Mahoney
First performance by: Georgina & Paul Giordimaina - 1991
Shadows fall, it's so lonely waiting here
There's a garden bare out there, where songbirds sing no more
No golden stardust shining and no lining on the cloud
Could it be you and me have found our rainbow's end?
Autumn leaves falling softly all around
There ain't but a single sound of voices I once knew
No silver star to follow and no moon to light the way
Could it be you and me are playing 'let's pretend'?
Won't you just call me?
If I'm to blame at all, I'll say I'm sorry
It's useless standing tall, I'm longing for your touch
I'm waiting for a love I knew so well
So well
Winter cold, and the wind blows through my hair
Deep inside you know I care, no matter what's in store
Our lines of love ain't rhyming and the rhythm is all gone
Could it be you and me can't say we're on the mend?
Let's pretend
Won't you just call me?
If I'm to blame at all, I'll say I'm sorry
It's useless standing tall, I'm longing for your touch
I'm waiting for a love I knew so well
Oo yeah...
Whoa whoa... won't you just call me?
That's all I need to hear to ease the worry
I'll kiss each lonely tear, to me you mean so much
God knows I speak the truth and time will tell
Oo...
Zondag 18 november 1990
Used To Bad News
Used To Bad News
Composer(s): Bradley Delp
Performer(s): Boston
Just let me hear it from your lips
It’s the last thing that I’ll ask you to say
Don’t wanna hear it from strangers
If it’s over let me have it straight
I’ve been used
But I’m takin’ it like a man
I’m confused
But I’m doin’ the best that I can
I’ve been tossed around plenty before
I’ve had this heart of mine broken and more
I can’t find a reason for sure
But I’ve gotten used to bad news
(can’t find me a reason for sure)
Don’t tell me why
Yes it’s over I can see the end
But please don’t lie
If you’re leavin’ me like a friend
I’ve been tossed around plenty of times
And I’ve read between all the lines
You’re just another in the grand design
And I’ve gotten used to bad news
I know what you’re sayin’ is bad
It’s not what I wanted but I’m ready for that
I’m ready for that, yea.
I’ve been used
But I’m takin’ it like a man
I’m confused
But I’m doin’ the best that I can
I’ve been tossed around plenty before
I’ve had this heart of mine broken and more
I can’t find a reason for sure
But I’ve gotten used to bad news
(can’t find me a reason for sure)
Zaterdag 17 november 1990
Something To Grab For
Something To Grab For
Composer(s): Ric Ocasek
Performer(s): Ric Ocasek
If you want to hang on my shoulder
I'm standing here
If you want to do it all over
Let me get near
If you were another pretender
I'd pass you by
If you were a lost weekender
Maybe I'd try
When you gonna give me something to grab for
When you gonna put it in my sight
When you gonna give me something to grab for
When you gonna show me what it's like
If you want to talk about it
I got the time
When you're looking so enchanted
You cover my mind
If you think I'll wait forever
Maybe you're right
There's no such thing as now or never
There's only twilight
If you want to take it lightly
It won't make a sound
If you want to take me over
I won't turn you down
Zaterdag 17 november 1990
Used To Be
Used To Be
Composer(s): Miller; Hirsh
Performer(s):
Stevie Wonder & Charlene Marilynn D'Angelo
Superman was killed in Dallas
There's no love left in the palace
Someone took the Beatles' lead guitar
Have another Chivas Regal
You're 12 years old and sex is legal
Your parents don't know where or who you are
Used to be the hero of the ballgame
Took the time to shake the loser's hand
Used to be that failure only meant you didn't try
In a world where people gave a damn
Great big wars in little places
Look at all those frightened faces
But don't come here, we just don't have the room
Love thy neighbours wife and daughter
Cleanse your life with Holy water
We don't need to bathe, we've got perfume
Used to be a knight in shining armour
Didn't have to own a shiny car
Dignity and courage were the measure of a man
Not the drugs he needs to hide the scar
Can your teacher read, does your preacher pray
Does your president have soul
Have you heard a real good ethnic joke today
Mama took to speed and daddy ran away
But you mustn't lose control
Let's cut the class, I got some grass
The kids are wild we just can't tame 'em
Do we have the right to blame them
We fed them all our indecisions
We wrecked their minds with television
But what the hell, they're too young to feel pain
But I believe that love can save tomorrow
Believe the truth can make us free
Someone tried to say it, then we nailed Him to a cross
I guess it's still the way it used to be
Vrijdag 16 november 1990
Draumur Um Nínu
Draumur Um Nínu
Composer(s): Eyjólfur Kristjánsson
First performance by: Stefán & Eyfi - 1991
Núna ertu hjá mér, Nína
Strýkur mér um vangann, Nína
Ó... haltu í höndina á mér, Nína
Því þú veist að ég mun aldrei aftur
Ég mun aldrei, aldrei aftur
Aldrei aftur eiga stund með þér
Það er sárt að sakna, einhvers
Lífið heldur áfram, til hvers?
Ég vil ekki vakna, frá þér
Því ég veit að þú munt aldrei aftur
Þú munt aldrei, aldrei aftur
Aldrei aftur strjúka vanga minn
Þegar þú í draumum mínum birtist allt er ljúft og gott
Og ég vildi ég gæti sofið heila öld
Því að nóttin veitir aðeins skamma stund með þér
Er ég vakna, Nína – þú ert ekki lengur hér
Opna augun – engin strýkur blítt um vanga mér
Dagurinn er eilífð, án þín
Kvöldið kalt og tómlegt, án þín
Er nóttin kemur fer ég, til þín
Þegar þú í draumum mínum birtist allt er ljúft og gott
Og ég vildi ég gæti sofið heila öld
Því að nóttin veitir aðeins skamma stund með þér
Er ég vakna – Nína, þú ert ekki lengur hér
Opna augun – engin strýkur blítt um vanga mér
Er ég vakna – ó... Nína, þú ert ekki lengur hér
Opna augun – engin strýkur blítt um vanga mér
Vrijdag 16 november 1990
Use Ta Be My Girl
Use Ta Be My Girl
Composer(s): Kenny Gamble; Leon Huff
Performer(s): The O'Jays; Garnett Silk
Good lovin', the girl's got plenty good lovin'
Ask me how I know and I'll tell you so
She used to be my girl
I respect her
When she was mine, I used to neglect her
She wanted more than I could give
But as long as I live
She'll be my girl, she, she used to be my girl
She used to be my girl
She had a charming personality
The girl was so right for me
She's my girl
And if I had the chance I'd take her back
As a matter of fact, right away, like today
Not only good lookin', the girl was so smart, you can't beat her cookin'
Ask me how I know and I'll tell you so
She used to be my girl
Deep down inside I still love her
I place no one above her
She's warm and sensitive
For as long as I live she'll be my girl
If I had the chance I'd take her back
As a matter of fact right away like today
Good lovin', the girl's got plenty good lovin'
Ask me how I know and I'll tell you so
She used to be my girl, my girl
She used to be, used to be my girl
She used to be my girl
I wouldn't lie about a thing like that
She used to be my girl
She used to be my girl
I know you don't believe me
She used to be my girl
She used to be my girl
All mine
All mine
She used to be my girl
She used to be my girl
Fade
Donderdag 15 november 1990
Something Tells Me
Something Tells Me
Composer(s): Johnny Mercer - Harry Warren - Charles Dunn
Performer(s): Fats Waller
and multiple other artists
Haven't read it in your eyes
Haven't heard it in your sighs
Couldn't tell you why it's so
Nevertheless, I only know....
Something tells me I'm falling in love
Something tells me you're sent from above
Not the stars or the man in the moon
Though I'm certain they set the stage and opened the curtain
Something tells me my waiting is through
I hope something is telling you too
Something whispers that we'll never part
And something tells me it's my heart
Must have been so all the time
Must have known that you'd be mine
You were bound to come to me
How I behaved was plain to see
Something tells me I'm falling in love
Something tells me you're sent from above
Not the stars or the man in the moon
Though I'm certain they set the stage and opened the curtain
Something tells me my waiting is through
I hope something is telling you too
Something whispers that we'll never part
And something tells me it's my heart
Donderdag 15 november 1990
Usignolo
Usignolo
Composer(s): Martelli; Castellani; Concina
Performer(s): Claudio Villa; Giorgio Consolini
Quando cantavi alla vita
Un usignolo eri tu
Per me, per me, per me
Ma la tua voce è cambiata
Più non mi parla d'amor
Per te, per te, per te
Usignolo
Ma come sa di pianto la tua voce
Mi dice il cuore che non trovi pace
Mi dice il cuore che non sei felice
Usignolo
La tua canzone nasce da un sospiro
L'amore che tu vivi è tanta amaro
Sei prigioniero in una gabbia d'oro
L'oro ha fermato il tuo volo
E t'ha spezzato le ali
Nella tua voce v'è il pianto
O mio usignolo
Usignolo
Per sempre spengo un sogno nel mio cuore
Io che innalzavo già per te un altare
Coi fior di campo del mio grande amore
Usignolo
Usignolo
Woensdag 14 november 1990
As The Hours, And The Days, And The Weeks, And The Months, And The Years Roll By
As The Hours, And The Days, And The Weeks, And The Months, And The Years Roll By
Composer(s): George Formby
Performer(s): George Formby
He loved her and she loved him but her chance is mighty slim
Of ever getting married to her man
They’ve been courting years and years and fixed the wedding day
She was two hours early and he was six months late
All day for him she’ll cry, her eyes are never dry
As the hours and the days and the weeks and the months and the years roll by
She’ll talk about a week, she stands there ankle deep
As the hours and the days and the weeks and the months and the years roll by
They say better late than never, two birds of a feather, must get together
She’ s bought real posh underwear and said the maiden’ s prayer
As the hours and the days and the weeks and the months and the years roll by
The twin bed by her side is still unoccupied
As the hours and the days and the weeks and the months and the years roll by
Each night no hope at all, her face turned to the wall
As the hours and the days and the weeks and the months and the years roll by
They say better late than never, two birds of a feather, must get together
She complains its so unjust, her trousseau full of dust
As the hours and the days and the weeks and the months and the years roll by
How she sighs and sighs and sighs, quite an outsize size in size
She seems to miss the things she’s never had
When he said goodbye-ye he kissed her on the mat
That only set her longing for something more than that
Where they used to meet, she stands and gets cold feet
As the hours and the days and the weeks and the months and the years roll by
She says she’s taken root, it’s growing through her boot
They say better late than never, two birds of a feather, must get together
There’s a wart upon her nose, good gracious how it grows
As the hours and the days and the weeks and the months and the years roll by
Her age is twenty three, that’s all she means to me
She’s making baby clothes, and says one never knows
They say better late than never, two birds of a feather, must get together
Oh she’ll never know for sure, what God made husbands for
As the hours and the days and the weeks and the months and the years roll by
Woensdag 14 november 1990
Usted Abusó (Voçe Abusó)
Usted Abusó (Voçe Abusó)
Composer(s): A.C. Jocafi; P.A.C. Marques
Performer(s): Miguel Bosé
perdone usted
que tanto insista en éste tema
pero no se hacer peoma ni canción
que no hable de otra cosa que no sea amor
si la simpleza de mis versos
pueda herir al intelecto
que no use el corazón
como expresión
usted abusó
sacó partido de mí
abusó
sacó partido de mí
abusó
sacó partido de mí
abusó
encuentro injusto
y muy normal el desamor
que sufrir tanto es de mal gusto aunque no sé
si es por vulgar o onfantil que fracasó mi amor
si la simpleza de mis versos
pueda herir al intelecto
que no use el corazón
como expresión
usted abusó
sacó partido de mí
abusó
Dinsdag 13 november 1990
Sunbathin' In The Park
Sunbathin' In The Park
Performer(s): George Formby
Don't think I'm walking all round the world.
I've got the sunbathe craze
I first do my back and when that's nicely fried
Then I turn round and I do t'other side
A girl said today as I laid on the green
I was the sweetest worm she'd ever seen
When I'm sunbathing in the park every morning when the sun goes down
From the tip of my nose to my ten little toes, all so nice and brown
All day I'm burnt at the stake just like Joan of Arc
"That's not freckles" people shout, "it's the measles breaking out"
When I’m sunbathing in the park
I’m sunbathing in the park every morning when the sun goes, down
From the tip of my nose to my ten little toes, all so nice and brown
All day I'm burnt at the stake just like Joan of Arc
I get sunburnt nice and strong all around my om bon pong
When I'm sunbathing in the park
I fry and frizzle and fizzle all day like a poached egg on toast
When the sun shines through my little short vest
It's so hot it scorches my family crest
One day last week I got caught on the hop
A tramp on my chest started grilling a chop
When I was sunbathing in the park every morning till the sun goes down
From the tip of my nose to my ten little toes, all so nice and brown
All day I'm burnt at the stake just like Joan of Arc
I get sunburnt scorched and tanned all around my no-man's land
When I'm sunbathing in the park
All day I'm burnt at the stake just like Joan of Arc
And the birds from every tree leave their visiting cards on me
When I'm sunbathing in the park
Dinsdag 13 november 1990
Utah, We Love Thee
Utah, We Love Thee
Composer(s): Evan Stephens
Land of the mountains high
Utah, we love thee!
Land of the sunny sky
Utah, we love the!
Far in the glorious West
Throned on the mountain's crest
In robes of statehood dressed
Utah, we love thee!
Columbia's newest star
Utah, we love the!
Thy lustre shines afar
Utah, we love thee!
Bright in our banner's blue
Among her sisters true
She proudly comes to view
Utah, we love thee!
Land of the Pioneers
Utah, we love thee!
Grow with the coming years
Utah, we love thee!
With wealth and peace in store
To fame and glory soar
Godguarded evermore
Utah, we love thee!
Maandag 12 november 1990
Something Stupid
Something Stupid
Composer(s): C. Carson Parks
First release by: Carson and Gaile - 1967
Covered by multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1967 - Qualche Stupido "Ti Amo" (Sacha Distel & Joanna Shimkus)
1967 - Dat Afgezaagde Zinnetje (Willy & Willeke Alberti)
1967 - En Lille Dumhed (Siw Malmkvist & Otto Brandenburg)
1971 - Algo Tonto (Enríque Guzmn & Silvia Pinal)
2003 - Een Dom Compliment (Jo Vally & Vanessa Chinitor)
2003 - Zoiets Onnozels (Willy Sommers, Lisa Del Bo & Luc Steeno)
I know I stand in line, until you think you have the time
To spend an evening with me
And if we go someplace to dance, I know that there's a chance
You won't be leaving with me
And afterwards we drop into a quiet little place
And have a drink or two
And then I go and spoil it all, by saying something stupid
Like: "I love you"
I can see it in your eyes, that you despise the same old lies
You heard the night before
And though it's just a line to you, for me it's true
It never seemed so right before
I practice every day to find some clever lines to say
To make the meaning come through
But then I think I'll wait until the evening gets late
And I'm alone with you
The time is right your perfume fills my head, the stars get red
And oh the night's so blue
And then I go and spoil it all, by saying something stupid
Like: "I love you"
("I love you, I love you ...")
Maandag 12 november 1990
Utan Dej, Mitt Liv Går Vidare
Utan Dej, Mitt Liv Går Vidare
English Title: Without You, My Life Goes On
Composer(s): H. Veigel; D. Zimmerman
Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog
Utan dej, mitt liv går vidare
Utan dej, jag kan ej fatta än
Att jag måste ensam gå
Utan dej, utan dej
Allt vad vi sagt
Allt vad vi gjort är en saga idag
En saga som blev sanning en gång
Jag var så kär och ännu är
Men vad hjälper det nu
När du har lämnat mej här?
Utan dej, mitt liv går vidare
Utan dej, jag kan ej fatta än
Att jag måste ensam gå
Utan dej, utan dej
Himlen är grå
När jag nu står och ser upp mot den sky
Som fylldes utav stjärnor en kväll
Brevet du skrev har jag nu slängt
Ty det gjorde så ont
Att läsa att allt var slut
Utan dej, mitt liv går vidare
Utan dej, jag kan ej fatta än
Att jag måste ensam gå
Utan dej, utan dej
Zondag 11 november 1990
Qualche Stupido
Qualche Stupido "Ti Amo"
((Adapted from: Something Stupid (Carson and Gaile) - 1967))
Composer(s): C. Carson Parks
Performer(s): Sacha Distel & Joanna Shimkus - 1967
Versions In Other Languages:
1967 - Dat Afgezaagde Zinnetje (Willy & Willeke Alberti)
1967 - En Lille Dumhed (Siw Malmkvist & Otto Brandenburg)
1971 - Algo Tonto (Enríque Guzmn & Silvia Pinal)
2003 - Een Dom Compliment (Jo Vally & Vanessa Chinitor)
2003 - Zoiets Onnozels (Willy Sommers, Lisa Del Bo & Luc Steeno)
Difficile trovare la maniera di passare la serata con te
Supponi per esempio ce ne andassimo a ballare lo sai bene com'è
Insieme finiremmo per cercare un posto quieto per nasconderci
Inevitabilmente finirei con qualche stupido "Ti amo"
E lo so già finiresti col reagire perlomeno risentendoti
Pensando non sia altro che una frase tra le tante che si dicono
Rimurgino le parole estremamente intelligenti come piacciono a me
E aspetto che la sera mi procuri l'atmosfera per offrirle a te
Ma vuoi che sia la luna o il tuo profumo che io sento vicinissimo
Inevitabilmente m'impappino in qualche stupido "Ti amo"
Ma vuoi che sia la luna o il tuo profumo che io sento vicinissimo
Inevitabilmente m'impappino in qualche stupido "Ti amo"
"Ti amo"
"Ti amo"
Zondag 11 november 1990
Utile
Utile
Composer(s): Étienne Roda-Gil; Julien Clerc
Performer(s): Julien Clerc;
Florence Davis; Juliette Gréco
"A quoi sert une chanson
Si elle est désarmée?"
Me disaient des chiliens
Bras ouverts, poings serrés
Comme une langue ancienne
Qu'on voudrait massacrer
Je veux être utile
À vivre et à rêver
Comme la lune fidèle
A n'importe quel quartier
Je veux être utile
À ceux qui m'ont aimé
À ceux qui m'aimeront
Et à ceux qui m'aimaient
Je veux être utile
À vivre et á chanter
Dans n'importe quel quartier
D'une lune perdue
Même si les maitres parlent
Et qu'on ne m'entend plus
Même si c'est moi qui chante
À n'importe quel coin de rue
Je veux être utile
À vivre et á rever
À quoi sert une chanson
Si elle est désarmée?
Zaterdag 10 november 1990
Fri?
