Donderdag 2 juni 1977
Cosa Hai Messo Nel Caffè
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Cosa Hai Messo Nel Caffè
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Donderdag 2 juni 1977
Rush Hour
Rush Hour
Composer(s): Peter Rafelson; Jane Wiedlin
Performer(s): Jane Wiedlin
Something's coming over me
I'm so dizzy I can't see
Can't make out the forest for the trees
My heart is beating faster
Now as the traffic's slowing down
Suddenly I'm all alone with you
It's so good, baby
When you're at the wheel
I can't believe the way I feel
It's such a rush just being with you
We're driving in the rush hour
Ooh, you send me, you take me to the rush hour
Ooh, you send me, you got me in the rush hour
Feel it getting hot in here
Feel me getting close to you, Dear
Slow motion, moving you, moving me
Now your lips are touching mine
And in your eyes that certain shine
Honey, I know just where you're taking me
It's so good, baby
When you're at the wheel
I can't believe the way I feel
It's such a rush just being with you
We're driving in the rush hour
Ooh, you send me, you take me to the rush hour
Ooh, you send me, you got me in the rush hour
Oh, it's so good, baby
When you're at the wheel
I can't believe the way I feel
It's such a rush just being with you
We're driving in the rush hour
Ooh, you send me, you take me to the rush hour
Ooh, you send me, you got me in the rush hour
Ooh, you send me
Ooh, you send me
You got me in the rush hour
Ooh, you send me
We're driving in the rush hour
Ooh, you send me
You got me, you got me
Ooh, you send me
We're driving in the rush hour
Ooh, you send me
Ooh, you send me
Ooh, you send me
Woensdag 1 juni 1977
There's No One Quite Like Grandma
There's No One Quite Like Grandma
Composer(s): Gordon Lorenz
Performer(s): St. Winifred's School Choir
Grandma, we love you
Grandma, we do
Though you may be far away
We think of you
There's no one quite like Grandma
And I know you will agree
That she always is a friend to you
And she's a friend to me
There's no one quite like Grandma
She's there in times of need
Before it's bedtime, on her knee
To us a book she'll read
Grandma, we love you
Grandma, we do
Though you may be far away
We think of you
And one day when we're older
We'll look back and say
There's no one quite like Grandma
She has helped us on our way
Grandma, we love you
Grandma, we do
Grandma, we love you
Grandma, we do
There's no one quite like Grandma
A love we always share
At party time and Christmas too
We know that she'll be there
There's no one quite like Grandma
She always has a smile
She never hurries us along
Just stays a little while
Grandma, we love you
Grandma, we do
Though you may be far away
We think of you
And one day when we're older
We'll look back and say
There's no one quite like Grandma
She has helped us on our way
Grandma, we love you
Grandma, we do
Grandma, we love you
And we know you love us too
Woensdag 1 juni 1977
'Cos I Love That Rock 'N' Roll
'Cos I Love That Rock 'N' Roll
Performer(s): Cliff Richard
Where has all that rock'n'roll gone
Oh won't somebody tell me where?
'cos it used to be when I was young
That you could hear them playing it everywhere
But now it seems they're all so hooked on fashion
The music's taken second place
Everyone it seems has one obsession
To beat the others in the race
And it just don't feel right to me
No no it just don't feel right to me
'cos I love that rock'n'roll too much
And I don't wanna see it ever waving goodbye
Yeah I love that rock'n'roll too too much
And I couldn't bear to see it go by
Rock'n'roll you're too much to deny
Oh where has all that music gone
There must be some mistake
From something that was so much fun
They were burning bridges in their wake
O.k. everything has got to keep changing
I know it has to be that way
But isn't it too high a price we're paying
We're losing most of yesterday
And it just don't feel right to me
Woensdag 1 juni 1977
Rupture En VHS
Rupture En VHS
Composer(s): Claude Moine; P. Papadiamandis
Performer(s): Eddy Mitchell
J'ai reçu ta cassette vidéo V.H.S.
Ton film est maladroit mais l'idée m'intéresse
Tu vis, tu parles
Zoom sur tes yeux pâles
Et tu me dis que la vie avec moi
N'a plus beaucoup d'intérêt
Tu dis qu'le tracking est en moi
Qu'mon fasing reviens sans arrêt
Programme pour l'amour
Codé pour toujours
Sans replay
Ton visage est sur pause
La couleur vire au mauve
Photo surexposée
Flou navrant démodé
Un court-métrage
De rupture, de naufrage
Où tu me dis que la vie avec moi
Scénario sans intérêt
Tu dis qu'le tracking est en moi
Qu'mon fasing revient sans arrêt
Dialogue de sourd
J'appuie sur "retour"
Sans regret
Un court-métrage
De rupture, de naufrage
Où tu me dis que la vie avec moi
Et tu me dis que la vie avec moi
N'a plus beaucoup d'intérêt
Tu dis qu'le tracking est en moi
Qu'mon fasing reviens sans arrêt
Tu dis qu'le tracking est en moi
Qu'mon fasing reviens sans arrêt
Dinsdag 31 mei 1977
There's No Me Without You
There's No Me Without You
Composer(s): E. Bivins
Performer(s): Manhattans
Baby, you are my life
And without you I'm an empty shell
There's no house without a home
And there's no man who wants to be alone
There's no child without a dream
And there's no song without a meaning
That's how I know
There's no me without you
There's no me without you
There's no life without a plan
Every woman wants herself a good man
There's a heartaches without tears
And time just can't go by without the years
That's how I know
There's no me without you
There's no me without you
You know there's no stars without the night
Huh, and there's no wrong without a right
And there's no good without a bad
And when one man is happy , the other man is sad
Oh... oh... that's how I know
There's no me without you
There's no me without you
Oh... oh... yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
That's how I know (That's how I know, baby, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
There's no me without you (My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my)
That's how I know (There's no house, there's no house without a home)
That's how I know (And there's no man, no man who wants to be alone)
Dinsdag 31 mei 1977
Cortar Hasta El Hueso
Cortar Hasta El Hueso
Composer(s): Miguel Mateos
Performer(s): Miguel Mateos
Sentado en medio de un sucio bar
con tiempo para reflexionar
cansado de esperar
hoy voy a cortar hasta el hueso
y más...
Latas vacías
pero dónde está el que nos guía
que abra los Cabildos
que invadan la ciudad
los portadores sanos del amor, oh no
Tira, tira, tira hermano mío
no lo dejes escapar
Dale, dale un poco más de hilo
para quien quiera remontar
y así, con un golpe
en la nuca a Dios, tal vez
caer en pos de la belleza
Viniste a un mundo
rojo y profundo
descubrirás la sed
el miedo y el refugio que da
sólo la amistad
Sentado en medio de un sucio bar
con tiempo para reflexionar
cansado de esperar
hoy voy a cortar hasta el hueso
y más, y más...
Tira, tira, tira hermano mío
no lo dejes escapar
Dale, dale un poco más de hilo
para quien quiera remontar
y así, con un golpe
en la nuca a Dios, tal vez
caer en pos de la belleza
no lo dejes escapar...
para quien quiera remontar
y así, con un golpe
en la nuca a Dios, tal vez
caer en pos de la belleza
Dinsdag 31 mei 1977
Runs In The Family
Runs In The Family
Composer(s): Terre Roche
Performer(s): The Roches
I can't get over what I saw
And I can't change the law of averages
I'm going down
My uncle did it; my daddy did it
I'm beginning to think that it runs in the family
Oh no, runs in the family
One by one we left home
We went so far out there
Everybody got scared
My uncle did it; my daddy did it
I'm beginning to think that it runs in the family
Oh no, runs in the family
All the boys could have gone to school
All the girls were pretty enough to play the fool
Something about the danger zone
Wouldn't leave the bunch of us alone
I remember that night
It was the one I picked a fight with you
I'm holding the bag
Just like my mama did
Just like her mama did
Now there's gonna be a new kid in the family
Oh no, kid you're gonna run in the family
Oh yeah, kid you're gonna run in the family
Maandag 30 mei 1977
N'y Pense Plus, Tout Est Bien
N'y Pense Plus, Tout Est Bien
((Adapted from: Who's Gonna Buy You Ribbons (When I'm Gone) (Paul Clayton) - 1960)
((aka Don't Think Twice, It's All Right (Bob Dylan - 1963))
Composer(s): Paul Clayton - Bob Dylan - Hugues Aufray - Pierre Delanoë
Performer(s): Hugues Aufray - 1965
Versions In Other Languages:
1965 - Itke Siis, Siitä Viis (Johnny & The Sounds)
1970 - È Inutile Sedersi E Domandarsi (Bobby Solo)
1992 - Glem Det Hele (Men Husk Hva' Du Sagde) (Peter Belli & De Nye Rivaler)
1999 - E Bine, Nu Te Razgîndi (Alexandru Andries)
2005 - Niin Vain On Ja Olkoon Nin (Åttopojat)
À quoi ça sert de chercher à comprendre
Pourquoi on dit ce qu'on dit
À quoi ça sert de chercher à comprendre
Quand c'est fini c'est fini
Quand le soleil se lèvera demain
Je serai déjà loin très loin
Il faut se quitter en chemin
N'y pense plus tout est bien
À quoi ça sert de chercher la lumière
Puisqu'il n'y a rien à voir
A quoi ça sert de chercher la lumière
Je veux rester dans le noir
Tu peux toujours essayer de me dire
Ce que tu n'as jamais su me dire
Quand nous marchions main dans la main
Mais n'y pense plus tout est bien
Moi j'ai choisi la route solitaire
Pareille à celle du vent
Moi j'ai choisi la route solitaire
Qui va là-bas loin devant
Mais je voudrais qu'on se quitte bons amis
Tu aurais pu faire mieux ma foi tant pis
Le temps qu'on a passé c'était pour rien
Mais n'y pense plus tout est bien
À quoi ça sert de verser tant de larmes
Ce sont des larmes perdues
À quoi ça sert de verser tant de larmes
Je ne t'entends déjà plus
Sur mon chemin mon souvenir m'attend
On m'avait dit de toi c'n'est qu'une enfant
J'allais perdre mon âme dans tes mains
Mais n'y pense plus tout est bien
Maandag 30 mei 1977
Corro El Riesgo
Corro El Riesgo
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Por el día en el peligro de olvidar
por la noche me amenaza tu recuerdo extraño
Corro el riesgo de negarme a ver el día o la noche
-corro el riesgo de querer dejarme ciego-
Esto pasa diariamente
aunque estoy acostumbrado a todo
hace mucho tiempo
demasiado tiempo
Por el día me entretengo en no pensar en ti
por la noche me acorralan el temor, los años
Corro el riesgo de empezar a imaginarme parques
-corro el riesgo de querer dormir sin tener sueño-
Esto pasa diariamente
aunque estoy acostumbrado a todo
hace mucho tiempo
demasiado tiempo
Por el día tengo miedo de no respirar
por la noche tengo miedo de quedarme quieto
Corro el riesgo de que un día se demore el alba
-corro el riesgo de que el miedo se me duerma adentro-
Esto pasa diariamente
aunque estoy acostumbrado a todo
hace mucho tiempo
demasiado tiempo
Maandag 30 mei 1977
Running With The Night
Running With The Night
Composer(s): Lionel Richie; Cynthia Weil
Performer(s): Lionel Richie;
Ricardo Caliente; Gary Tesca Orch.
The heart of the city street was beating
Light from the neons turned the dark to day
We were too hot to think of sleeping
We had to get out before the magic got away
(Chorus)
We were running with the night
Playing in the shadows
Just you and I, 'til the morning light
(We were running, running with the night)
You were looking so good girl, heads were turning
You and me on the town ooh, we let it all hang out
The fire was in us, we were burning
We were gonna go all the way and we never had a doubt
(Chorus)
We were running with the night
Playing in the shadows
Just you and I, 'til the morning light
(We were running, running with the night)
We were so in love you and me
On the boulevard wild and free
Giving all we got, we laid it down
Taking every shot, we took the town
(Chorus)
We were running with the night
Playing in the shadows
Just you and I, girl it was so right, so right
(We were running) Oh (running with the night)
Just you and I (we were running)
We were running with the night
Playing in the shadows
Just you and I, girl it was so right (We were running)
Girl so right (running with the night)
So right ...
Zondag 29 mei 1977
Who's Gonna Buy You Ribbons (When I'm Gone)
Who's Gonna Buy You Ribbons (When I'm Gone) ((aka Don't Think Twice, It's All Right (Bob Dylan) - 1963))
Composer(s): Paul Clayton
First release by: Paul Clayton - 1960
Versions In Other Languages:
1965 - N'y Pense Plus, Tout Est Bien (Hugues Aufray)
1965 - Itke Siis, Siitä Viis (Johnny & The Sounds)
1970 - È Inutile Sedersi E Domandarsi (Bobby Solo)
1992 - Glem Det Hele (Men Husk Hva' Du Sagde) (Peter Belli & De Nye Rivaler)
1999 - E Bine, Nu Te Razgîndi (Alexandru Andries)
2005 - Niin Vain On Ja Olkoon Nin (Åttopojat)
Ain't no use to sit and cry now darling
Wonder who's gonna buy you ribbons when I'm gone?
It's hard to keep from thinking bout last summer
We used to be together everywhere
Remember how we walked along the sidewalk
We'd stop, I'd buy a ribbon for your hair
Ain't no use to sit and sigh now darling
And there ain't no use to sit and cryin' now
I can't help but wonder just a little
Wonder who's gonna buy you ribbons when I'm gone?
So now I walk alone along the sidewalk
But somehow things are not the same there
I see the places that we saw together
The shop that sold the ribbons for your hair
Ain't no use to sit and sigh now darling
And there ain't no use to sit and cryin' now
I can't help but wonder just a little
Wonder who's gonna buy you ribbons when I'm gone?
Wonder who's gonna buy you ribbons when I'm gone?...
Zondag 29 mei 1977
Corrido De Pancho Villa
Corrido De Pancho Villa
(Tradicional)
Performer(s): Victor Jara
Fui soldado de Francisco Villa
de aquel hombre de fama inmortal
que aunque estuvo sentado en la silla
no envidiara la presidencial
Ahora vivo alla por la orilla
recordando aquel tiempo inmortal
ay, ay
ahora vivo alla por la orilla
recordando a Villa alla por Parral
Yo fui uno de aquellos dorados
que con tiempo llego a ser mayor
en la lucha quedamos lisiados
defendiendo la patria y honor
Hoy recuerdo los tiempos pasados
que peleamos con el invasor
ay, ay
hoy recuerdo los tiempos pasados
de aquellos dorados que yo fui mayor
Mi caballo que tanto montaba
en Jimenez la muerte alcanzo
una bala que a mi me tocaba
a su cuerpo se le atraveso
Al morir de dolor relinchaba
por la patria la vida entrego
ay, ay
al morir de dolor relinchaba
como le lloraba cuando se murio
Pancho Villa te llevo grabado
en mi mente y en mi corazon
y aunque a veces me vi derrotado
por las fuerzas de Alvaro Obregon
siempre anduve como fiel soldado
hasta el fin de la revolucion
ay, ay
siempre anduve como fiel soldado
que tanto ha luchado al pie del cañon
Zondag 29 mei 1977
Runnin' With The Devil
Runnin' With The Devil
Composer(s): Michael Anthony; David Lee Roth;
Alex Van Halen; Eddie Van Halen
Performer(s): Van Halen;
and various other artists
Yeah, Yeah!
Ah, yeah!
I live my life like there's no tomorrow
and all I've got, I had to steal
Least I don't need to beg or borrow
Yes I'm livin' at a pace that kills
Oooh, yeah
(Ahh!) Runnin' with the devil (Ahh-hah! Yeah!)
(Woo-hoo-oo!) Runnin' with the devil
I'm gonna tell ya all about it
I found the simple life ain't so simple
When I jumped out, on that road
I got no love, no love you'd call real
Ain't got nobody, waitin' at home
(Ah, yeah-ah!)
Runnin' with the devil
(God damn it lady. You know I ain't lyin' to ya)
(I'm only gonna tell you one time-ya!)
Runnin' with the devil
(Yes I am! Yeah!)
Woo!
Woo!
You know I, I found the simple life
Weren't so simple, no
When I jumped out, on that road
Got no love, no love you'd call real
Got nobody, waitin' at home
(Ah, yeah!)
Runnin' with the devil
(Hold on. Hold on, I'm runnin'! Ah, yeah!)
Runnin' with the devil
(Uh! Uh! Come on, one more time)
(Ha-yeah!)
Runnin' with the devil
(Oh, yeah! Ya-yeah!)
Runnin' with the devil
(Woo! Woo!)
Runnin' with the devil
(Ah-ha, yeah! Ah-ha, yeah! Ah-hah, yeah!)
Runnin' with the devil (Woo!)
Zaterdag 28 mei 1977
There's No Living Without Your Loving
There's No Living Without Your Loving
((Italian Version: Lo Stesso Giorno La Stessa Ora (I Camaleonti) - 1966))
Composer(s): Jerry Harris - Paul Kaufman
First release by: Gene Pitney - 1964
Covered by multiple other artists
There's no living without your loving, baby
I love you too much
If I can't love you till the day I die
Then baby, oh baby, what good am I?
If I can't reach out & know that you'll be there
Then this ol' world ain't spinnin' anywhere
There's no living without your loving
Without the magic of your tender touch
There's no living without your loving, baby
I love you too much
And I wouldn't want to live my life through
Knowing in my heart I never will have you
Oh, if I can't hold you & kiss you anymore
Then what on earth am I living for?
There's no living without your loving
Without the magic of your tender touch
There's no living without your loving, baby
I love you too much
Oh I love you too much
Oh much much too much
Oh baby
There's no living without your loving
Without the magic of your tender touch
There's no living without your loving, baby
I love you too much
Zaterdag 28 mei 1977
Corrido De Mazatlán
Corrido De Mazatlán
Composer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez
Performer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez
Hoy que el destino me trajo hasta esta tierra
donde el pacífico es algo sin igual
es necesario que suene la guitarra
para cantarle un corrido a Mazatlán
Yo sé que debo cantar con todo el alma
para esta gente que es puro corazón
a ver si llega mi canto a la montaña
y hasta en el faro se escucha mi canción
Ay que bonito paseo del Centenario
ay que bonita también su catedral
aquí hasta un pobre se siente millonario
aquí la vida se pasa sin llorar
Yo soy fuereño
nací de aquí muy lejos
y sin embargo les digo en mi cantar
que tienen todos ustedes un orgullo
el grna orgullo de ser de Mazatlán
Esas mujeres que tienen por mujeres
ante las rosas las pueden comparar
porque el aroma que tienen los claveles
lo tienen ellas y ienen algo más
Y de sus hombre pos'que podría decirles
que son amigos y nobles en verdad
y sin que olviden sus típicas arañas
que lindo es todo lo que hay en Mazatlán
Ay que bonito paseo del Centenario
ay que bonita también su catedral
aquí hasta un pobre se siente millonario
aquí la vida se pasa sin llorar
Yo soy fuereño
nací de aquí muy lejos
y sin embargo les digo en mi cantar
que tienen todos ustedes un orgullo
el gran orgullo de ser de Mazatlán
Zaterdag 28 mei 1977
Running Up That Hill
Running Up That Hill
Composer(s): Kate Bush
Performer(s): Kate Bush;
and various other artists
It doesn't hurt me
Do you want to feel how it feels
Do you want to know, know that it doesn't hurt me
Do you want to hear 'bout the deal that I'm making
You, you and me
Chorus
And if I only could
I'd make a deal with God
And I'd get him to swap our places
Be running up that road
Be running up that hill
Be running up that building
If I only could oh...
You don't want to hurt me
But see how deep the bullet lies
Unaware I'm tearing you asunder
Ooh there is thunder in our hearts
Is there so much hate for the ones we love
'Tell me we both matter don't we
You
You and me
You and me won't be unhappy
And if I only could
I'd make a deal with god
And I'd get him to swap our places
Be running up that road
Be running up that hill
Be running up that building
If I only could oh...
You
You and me
You and me won't be unhappy
C'mon baby c'mon darlin'
Let me steal this moment from you now
Cone on angel, c'mon, c'mon darling
Let's exchange the experience oh
And if I only could
I'd make a deal with God
And I'd get him to swap our places
Be running up that road
Be running up that hill
With no ploblems
And if I only could
I'd make a deal with God
And I'd get him to swap our places
Be running up that road
Be running up that hill
With no ploblems
And if I only could
I'd make a deal with God
And I'd get him to swap our places
Be running up that road
Be running up that hill
With no ploblems.
And if I only could
Be running up that hill
With no problems
Vrijdag 27 mei 1977
There's No Hiding Place Down Here
There's No Hiding Place Down Here
Composer(s): A.P. Carter
Performer(s): The Carter Family; Deborah Robins & Larry Hanks
Sister Mary, she wears a golden chain
Sister Mary, she wears a golden chain
Sister Mary, she wears a golden chain
On every link there's Jesus name
There's no hiding place down here
There's no hiding place down ground
There's no hiding place down ground
Well, I run to the rocks and I hide my face
The rocks cried out, No hiding place
There's no hiding place down here
I'll pitch tent on the old camp ground
I'll pitch tent on the old camp ground
I'll pitch tent on the old camp ground
I'll give old Satan old more round
There's no hiding place down here
Oh, the devil, he wears a hypocrite's shoe
The devil, he wears a hypocrite's shoe
The devil wears hypocrite's shoe
If you don't watch, he'll slip it on you
There's no hiding place down here
Vrijdag 27 mei 1977
Corrèque Et Réguyer
Corrèque Et Réguyer
Composer(s): M. Hély; Paul Maye
Performer(s): Edith Piaf
Le grand Totor qu'est en ménage avec Totoche
Qui la filoche
Et la défend
C'est pas un mec à la mie d'pain, poisse à la manque
Qui fait sa planque
Comme un feignant
Comme un chef d'administration
Il organise la production
Le nécessaire et l'superflu
Tout est réglé, tout est prévu
Pendant les heur's d'exploitation
C'est pas un homme', c'est un démon
Mais, en dehors de ses fonctions
C'est pas un homme, c'est un mouton
Après l'boulot, si qu'elle veut faire des heures en plus
C'est son affaire et dans l'fond ça n'le r'garde plus
Comm' dit Totor, ça m'fait pas tort
Pour l'argent qu'ell' gagne au-dehors
On est d'accord, comm' dit Totor
Faut pas s'conduire comme un butor
Comm' dit Totor, j'y laisse le droit d'la dépenser
À volonté, d'la ramasser ou d'la placer
De s'tuyauter, d'boursicoter
D'ach'ter d'la rente ou du foncier
En suivant les cours financiers
Des charbonnages ou des aciers
J'ai pas l'droit d'y fourrer mon nez
Corrèque... Et Réguyer!
Pendant qu'les autres vont jouer l'pastis à la belote
Avec les potes
Dans les bistros
Totor contrôl' tout c'que la Totoche lui raconte
Et fait des comptes
Dans son bureau
Pour le resquillage et l'boni
Avant qu'elle parle il a compris
Y a rien à chiquer avec lui
C'est pas un homme, c'est un taxi
À moins d'erreur ou d'omission
À la première contestation
La machine à coller des j'tons
Est prête pour la distribution
Dans les affair's, quand on s'laiss'faire, on est foutu
Comm' dit Totor: Il faut d'abord, quand ça n'va plus
Y aller d'autor et taper fort
Mais un' fois qu'on a fait du sport
Comm' dit Totor, ce s'rait un tort
Que de s'conduir' comme un butor
Quand qu'c'est réglé, à quoi qu'ça sert d'êtr' rancunier
Comm' dit Totor, un' fois qu'il a la main tournée
Il lui coll' du taff'tas gommé
Et lui dit pour la consoler:
Blessée en servic' commandé
C'est un accident du métier...
Demain, t'iras pas travailler
Corrèque Et Réguyer!
Et malgré ça, y a des jours où qu' la môm' Totoche
Fait sa caboche
Et r'prend l'dessus
Ça fait qu'un soir a s'est fait voir avec Tatave
Et c'qu'est l'plus grave
Totor l'a su!
Comm' dit Totor, qu'on soy' bourgeois
Barbeau, prince ou n'importe quoi
Chacun son bien, chacun son dû
Sans ça la morale est foutue
C'qui fait qu'en sortant du restaur'
Tatav' s'est trouvé d'vant Totor
Qui y a dit, les yeux dans les yeux
On va régler ça tous les deux
Dans les affair's, quand on s'laiss' faire, on est foutu
Mais l'môm' Tatav' y a dit: Totor, j'te comprends pus
J'te jure, Totor, t'est dans mon tort
Avec la môm' j'ai pas d'remords
On est d'accord, et quand on a sort
J'y r'fil' cent ball's dans l'collidor
Alors Totor y a dit: j'ai rien à te r'procher
Tu vois, mon pot', si tu m'avais pas renseigné
On s'rait en train d's'entrelarder
Mais moi, j'pouvais pas l'deviner
Vu qu'a m'a jamais rien donné
Final'ment tu peux t'en aller
Mais c'est ell' qui va dérouiller
Corrèque Et Réguyer!
Vrijdag 27 mei 1977
Running Scared (Roy Orbison)
