Dinsdag 25 juni 1985
Saturday Night Special
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Saturday Night Special
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Dinsdag 25 juni 1985
She'd Rather Be With Me
She'd Rather Be With Me
(Italian Version: Torna A Casa Ragazzina Beat)
Composer(s): Garry Bonner; Alan Gordon
Performer(s): The Turtles - 1967
Some girls love to run around
Like to handle everything they see
But my girl has more fun around
And you know she'd rather be with me
Me-oh-my, lucky guy is what I am
Tell you why you'll understand
She don't fly although she can
Some boys love to run around
They don't think about the things they do
But this boy wants to settle down
And you know he'd rather be with you
Me-oh-my, lucky guy is what I am
Tell you why you'll understand
She don't fly although she can
Ba ba ba ba ba-ba ba
Ba ba ba ba ba-ba ba
Ba ba ba ba ba-ba ba
Ba ba ba ba ba-ba ba
Some girls love to run around
Like to handle everything they see
But my girl has more fun around
And you know she'd rather be with
Yes she'd rather be with
You know she'd rather be with me
Maandag 24 juni 1985
Saturday Night Fish Fry
Saturday Night Fish Fry
Composer(s): Louis Jordan; Ellis Walsh
First release by: Louis Jordan - 1949
Covered by multiple other artists
If you've ever been down to New Orleans
Then you can understand just what I mean
All through the week it's as quiet as a mouse
But on Saturday night they go from house to house
You don't have to pay when you only mention
If you're a cook or a waiter or a good musician
If you just happen to be passing by
Stop in at the Saturday night fish fry
It was rocking, it was rocking
You never seen such scuffling and shuffling
'Til the break of dawn
It was rocking, it was rocking
You never seen such scuffling and shuffling
'Til the break of dawn
Now my buddy and me was on the bandstand
Fooling around, just me and him
We decided we could use something to eat
So we went to a house on Rampart Street
We knocked on the door and it opened with ease
A light-skinned miss said 'Come in, please'
Before we could even bat an eye
We was right in the middle of a big fish fry
It was rocking, it was rocking
You never seen such scuffling and shuffling
'Til the break of dawn
It was rocking, it was rocking
You never seen such scuffling and shuffling
'Til the break of dawn
Now the woman was screaming and jumping and yelling
The bottles were flying and the fish were smelling
From way up above all the noise they made
Somebody hollered 'Better get outta here, this is a raid'
I didn't know we were breaking the law
Somebody reached over and hit me on the jaw
They had locked up from the front and the back
Putting them in the wagon like potato sacks
It was rocking, it was rocking
You never seen such scuffling and shuffling
'Til the break of dawn
It was rocking, it was rocking
You never seen such scuffling and shuffling
'Til the break of dawn
I knew I could away if I had the chance
But I was shaking like I had St. Vitus' Dance
I tried to crawl under a bathtub
A policeman said 'Hey, now where you going, bud?'
They got us outta there like a house on fire
And put us all in that black mariah
They might of missed one or two
But they got both me and my buddy too
It was rocking, it was rocking
You never seen such scuffling and shuffling
'Til the break of dawn
It was rocking, it was rocking
You never seen such scuffling and shuffling
'Til the break of dawn
Well we headed for jail in a dazed condition
They booked each one of us on suspicion
My chick came down and she went my bail
Finally got me outta that rotten jail
If you ever wanna go get a fist in your eye
Just mention a Saturday night fish fry
I don't care how many fish in the sea
Don't ever mention a fish to me
It was rocking, it was rocking
You never seen such scuffling and shuffling
'Til the break of dawn
It was rocking, it was rocking
You never seen such scuffling and shuffling
'Til the break of dawn
It was rocking, it was rocking
You never seen such scuffling and shuffling
'Til the break of dawn
Maandag 24 juni 1985
New Year's Eve 1999
New Year's Eve 1999
Composer(s): Gretchen Peters
Performer(s): Alabama; Eric Hancock
Baby, let's make a date for a night on the town
How does the turn of the century sound
I guarantee that we'll have a good time
New Year's Eve Nineteen-Ninety-Nine
I know it sounds a bit premature
But I'm askin' you now 'cause I want to be sure
Do you have anything else in mind
New Year's Eve Nineteen-Ninety-Nine
We'll drink pink champagne from a plastic cup
Dance all night 'til the sun comes up
We'll say it's been a pretty good century
Except for that weekend in Ninety-Three
Then we'll go home to our warm winter bed
Tuck in the kids with a kiss on the head
And sing one more chorus of Auld Lang Syne
New Year's Eve Nineteen-Ninety-Nine
I'll be your sweetheart if you'll be mine
New Year's Eve Nineteen-Ninety-Nine
New Year's Eve Nineteen-Ninety-Nine
Zondag 23 juni 1985
Saturday Night At The Movies
Saturday Night At The Movies
Composer(s): Barry Mann; Cynthia Weil
First release by: The Drifters - 1964
Well Saturday night at 8 o'clock
I know where I'm gonna go
I'm gonna pick my baby up
And take her to the picture show
Everybody in the neighbourhood
Is dressing up to be there too
And we're gonna have a ball
Just like we always do
Saturday night at the movies
Who cares what picture you see
When you're hugging with your baby in last row in the balcony
Well there's technicolor and cinemascope
A cast out of Hollywood
And the popcorn from the candy stand
Makes it all seem twice as good
There's always lots of pretty girls
With figures they don't try to hide
But they never can compare
To the girl sittin' by my side
Zondag 23 juni 1985
I'm Gonna Love You
I'm Gonna Love You
Composer(s): Peter Criss; Stan Penridge
Performer(s): Kiss
Don't let me find you
Sleepin' with another man
Say you're gonna be true
And stay and love me like you can
'Cause I really love you and it's true, yeah man
I'm gonna love you, rain or come shine
Honey, won't you tell me
You don't want nobody else
Don't you tear my heart out
And lay it on your shelf
'Cause I really love you and it's true
I'm gonna love you, rain or come shine
And I'm gonna love you (gonna love you)
Rain or come shine (rain or come shine)
You know you're gonna find me (gonna find me)
Around you all the time(time)
'Cause I really love you and it's true
I'm gonna love you, rain or come shine
Rain or come shine
Repeat ...
Zondag 23 juni 1985
New Year's Day
New Year's Day
Composer(s): Bono; The Edge; Adam Clayton; Larry Mullen
First release by: U2 - 1983
Covered by multiple other artists
Yeah...
All is quiet on New Year's Day
A world in white gets underway
I want to be with you
Be with you night and day
Nothing changes on New Year's Day
On New Year's Day
I will be with you again
I will be with you again
Under a blood red sky
A crowd has gathered in black and white
Arms entwined, the chosen few
The newspapers says, says
Say it's true it's true...
And we can break through
Though torn in two
We can be one
I...I will begin again
I...I will begin again
Oh...
Maybe the time is right
Oh...maybe tonight...
I will be with you again
I will be with you again
And so we're told this is the golden age
And gold is the reason for the wars we wage
Though I want to be with you
Be with you night and day
Nothing changes
On New Year's Day
On New Year's Day
Zaterdag 22 juni 1985
Saturday In The Park
Saturday In The Park
Composer(s): Robert Lamm
Performer(s): Chicago - 1972
Saturday in the park
I think it was the Fourth of July
Saturday in the park
I think it was the Fourth of July
People dancing, people laughing
A man selling ice cream
Singing Italian songs
Can you dig it (yes, I can)
And I've been waiting such a long time
For Saturday
Saturday in the park
You'd think it was the Fourth of July
Saturday in the park
You'd think it was the Fourth of July
People talking, really smiling
A man playing guitar
Singing for us all
Will you help him change the world
Can you dig it (yes, I can)
And I've been waiting such a long time
For today
Slow motion riders fly the colours of the day
A bronze man still can tell stories his own way
listen children all is not lost
all is not lost
Funny days in the park
Every day's the Fourth of July
Funny days in the park
Every day's the Fourth of July
People reaching, people touching
A real celebration
Waiting for us all
If we want it, really want it
Can you dig it (yes, I can)
And I've been waiting such a long time
For the day
Zaterdag 22 juni 1985
She Was Five And He Was Ten
She Was Five And He Was Ten
Composer(s): June Barnett; Mario DiNapoli; Sherman Feller
Performer(s): The Mills Brothers; The Four Preps
She was five and he was ten
Twice as old as she was then
She was much too young for him, in puppy love
As the years went rolling by
He was fifteen and quite a guy
But she was ten, still too young for him to love
And then, as he grew older
He changed his point of view
When she was seventeen, he was only twenty-two
So he fell in love, you see
And it all began when she
Was only five and he was ten, in puppy love
And then, as he grew older
He changed his point of view
When she was seventeen, he was only twenty-two
So he fell in love, you see
And it all began when she
Was only five and he was ten,in puppy love, puppy love
Vrijdag 21 juni 1985
Saturday Night (Frank Sinatra)
Saturday Night
Composer(s): Sammy Cahn; Jule Stein
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra
and multiple other artists
Saturday night is the loneliest night in the week
'Cause that's the night that my sweetie and I
Used to dance cheek to cheek
I don't mind Sunday night at all
'Cause that's the night friends come to call
And Monday to Friday go fast
And another week is past
But Saturday night is the loneliest night in the week
I sing the song that I sang for the memories I usually seek
Until I hear you at the door
Until you're in my arms once more
Saturday night is the loneliest night in the week
mmmm... Saturday night is the loneliest night in the week
I sing the song that I sang for the memories I usually seek
Until I hear you at the door
Until you're in my arms once more
Saturday night is the loneliest night in the week
Until I hear you at the door
Until you're in my arms once more
Saturday night is the loneliest night in the week
Vrijdag 21 juni 1985
När Det Lider Mot Jul
När Det Lider Mot Jul
Composer(s): Ruben Liljefors; Jeanna Oterdahl
Performer(s): Agnetha Fältskog;
and various other artists
Det strålar en stjärna förunderligt blid
i öster på himlen hon står
Hon lyst över världenes oro och strid
i nära två tusende år
När dagen blir mörk och när snön faller vit
då skrider hon närmre, då kommer hon hit
och då vet man, att snart är det jul
Ty julen är härlig för stora och små
är glädje och ljuvaste frid
är klappar och julgran och ringdans också
är lycka, oändligen blid
är ljus- allas ögon då stråla som bäst
och stjärnorna tindra som mest
och där ljuset är- där är det jul
Donderdag 20 juni 1985
Saturday Night (Eagles)
Saturday Night
Composer(s): Randy Meisner; Don Henley; Glenn Frey; Bernie Leadon
First release by: Eagles - 1973
It seems like a dream now, it was so long ago
The moon burned so bright and the time went so slow
And I swore that I loved her and gave her a ring
The bluebird was high on the wing
Whatever happened to Saturday night?
Finding a sweetheart and holding her tight?
She said "Tell me, oh, tell me, was I alright?"
Whatever happened to Saturday night?
The years brought the railroad it ran by my door
Now there's boards on the windows and dust on the floor
And she passes the time at another man's side
And I pass the time with my pride
What a tangled web we weave, go 'round with circumstance
Someone show me how to tell the dancer from the dance
Whatever happened to Saturday night
Choosing a friend and losing a fight?
She said, "Tell me, oh, tell me, are you alright?"
Whatever happened to Saturday night?
Whatever happened to Saturday night?
Donderdag 20 juni 1985
My Christmas Tree
My Christmas Tree
Composer(s): Jimmy Webb
Performer(s): Diana Ross & The Supremes; The Temptations
There's a Christmas tree
In a window frame
Just inside my door
But my Christmas tree
Doesn't look the same
As it always has before
There's just one lonely present
Beneath my Christmas tree
'Cause the best little present
A girl ever had
Has gone away from me
Oh, my Christmas tree is not very big
In fact it's kind of small
Honey went, he picked 'em out
They always seem so tall
The lights don't seem so bright this year
It's hard for me to see
The smile that made my Christmas bright
Is gone away from me
I have been so lonely
Since you left me all alone
All I want for Christmas is
My baby back at home
Oh, my Christmas tree's so sad and bare
My room's so big and cold
They wish me happy new year
But the new year is already on
There's no little angel
On top where it used to be
'Cause the angel
That made my Christmas right
Has gone away from me...
'Cause the angel
That made my Christmas right
Has gone away from me...
'Cause the angel
That made my Christmas right
Has gone away from me...
Woensdag 19 juni 1985
Saturday Night (Bay City Rollers)
Saturday Night
Composer(s): Bill Martin; Phil Coulter
Performer(s): Bay City Rollers
and multiple other artists
Saturday night!
Saturday night!
Saturday night!
Saturday night!
Gonna keep on dancing to the rock and roll
On Saturday night, Saturday night
Dancing to the rhythm in our heart and soul
On Saturday Night, Saturday night
IIIII just can't wait
IIII got a date
At the good old rock and roll road show, I gotta go
Saturday Night
Saturday Night
Gonna rock it up, roll it up
Do it all, have a ball
Saturday Night
Saturday Night
It's just a Saturday Night
It's just a Saturday Night
It's just a Saturday Night
Gonna dance with my baby till the night is through
On Saturday Night, Saturday Night
Tell her all the little things I'm gonna do
On Saturday night, Saturday Night
IIIII love her so
III I'm gonna let her know
At the good old rock and roll road show, I gotta go
Saturday Night, Saturday Night
Saturday Night, Saturday Night
It's just a Saturday Night
It's just a Saturday Night
It's just a Saturday Night
It's just a Saturday Night
Woensdag 19 juni 1985
Must Be Santa
Must Be Santa
Composer(s): Hal Moore; Bill Fredericks
Performer(s): Brave Combo;
and various other artists
Who's got a beard that's long and white?
Santa's got a beard that's long and white
Who comes around on a special night?
Santa comes around on a special night
Special night, beard that's white...
Must be Santa, must be Santa
Must be Santa, Santa Claus
Who wears boots and a suit of red?
Santa wears boots and a suit of red
Who wears a long cap on his head?
Santa wears a long cap on his head
Cap on head, suit that's red
Special night, beard that's white...
Must be Santa, must be Santa
Must be Santa, Santa Claus
Who's got a big red cherry nose?
Santa's got a big red cherry nose
Who laughs this way, "Ho, ho, ho!"?
Santa laughs this way, "Ho, ho, ho!"
Ho, ho, ho, cherry nose
Cap on head, suit that's red
Special night, beard that's white...
Must be Santa, must be Santa
Must be Santa, Santa Claus
Who very soon will come our way?
Santa very soon will come our way
Eight little reindeer pull his sleigh
Santa's little reindeer pull his sleigh
Reindeer sleigh, come our way
Ho, ho, ho, cherry nose
Cap on head, suit that's red
Special night, beard that's white...
Must be Santa, must be Santa
Must be Santa, Santa Claus
Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen
Eisenhower, Kennedy, Johnson, Nixon
Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Vixen
Carter, Reagan, Bush, and Clinton
Reindeer sleigh, come our way
Ho, ho, ho, cherry nose
Cap on head, suit that's red
Special night, beard that's white...
Must be Santa, must be Santa
Must be Santa, Santa Claus
Dinsdag 18 juni 1985
Saturday Gigs
Saturday Gigs
Composer(s): Ian Hunter
Performer(s): Mott the Hoople; Ian Hunter
Sixty-nine was cheapo wine
Have a good time
What your sign?
Float up to the Roundhouse
On a Sunday afternoon
In Seventy we all agreed
A King's Road flat was the place to be
'Cause Chelsea girls are the best in the world for company
In Seventy-one all the people come
Bust a few seats but it's just in fun
Take the Mick out of Top of the Pops
We play better than they do
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
In Seventy-two we was born to lose
We slipped down snakes into yesterday's news
I was ready to quit
But then we went to Croydon
Do you remember the Saturday gigs?
We do, we do
Do you remember the Saturday gigs?
We do, we do
The tickets for the fantasy were twelve and six a time
A fairy tale on sale
Oh, Seventy-three was a jambouree
We were the dudes and the dudes were we
(oh oh oh oh oh)
Did you see the suits and the platform boots?
(oh dear, oh boy, ...)
In Seventy-four on the Broadway tour
We didn't much like dressing up no more
Don't wanna be hip - but thanks for a great trip
Do you remember the Saturday gigs?
We do, we do
Do you remember the Saturday gigs?
We do, we do
But now the kids pay a couple of quid
'Cause they need it just the same
It's all a game
A grown-up game
But you got off on those Saturday gigs
And we did, we did
'Cause you got off on those Saturday gigs
And we did, we did
And we got off on those Saturday gigs
And you did, you did
And we got off on those Saturday gigs
'Cause you did, you did
Don't you ever forget us
We'll never forget you
We're going to sleep now
You better be good, right? (ha ha ha)
See you next time [...?]
So long for now
Dinsdag 18 juni 1985
Mummer's Carol
Mummer's Carol
A Glorious angel from heaven came unto the Virgin Maid
Strange News and tidings of great joy
the humble Mary had
the humble Mary had
Each mortal man remembers well
When Christ came down from Heaven
'Twas for our sins and wicked ways
His precious blood was given
His precious blood was given
Each mortal man remembers well
When Christ was put to scorn
He was taken to the judgement seat
and crowned with the thorn
and crowned with the thorn
Each mortal man remembers well
When Christ our Saviour died
He was crucified upon the tree
With theives on either side
With theives on either side
Each mortal man remembers well
When Christ died on the rood
'Twas for our sins and wicked ways
Christ shed his precious blood
Christ shed his precious blood
Each mortal man remembers well
When Christ was wrapped in clay
He was taken to a sepulchre
Where never man did lay
Where never man did lay
God bless your house, your children too
Your cattle and your store
The Lord increase you day by day
And give you more and more
And give you more and more
Maandag 17 juni 1985
Saturation
Saturation
Composer(s): Ian Anderson
Performer(s): Jethro Tull
They left me, leaving my house on fire, me running round
got out through the window.
While clinging to the skirts of fate
was not my idea of fun
I'll jump to it gladly
The town was filled with smoke and hate
Came to my senses just too late
to realize that all I ever owned was borrowed
I thanked them for having shown
me that nothing ever really belongs to anyone
They burned my books and they broke my car
and gave the dog to a man who used him for breeding
They felled my trees and they tramped flowers and threw
the kitten into my new pool
The same things done to other men had made them run away from the city
This being the case, I joined them there and breathing air spent
the night with these new friends
Maandag 17 juni 1985
Mrs. Santa Claus
Mrs. Santa Claus
Composer(s): Jack Fulton; Harple; Lindsay Steele
Performer(s): Nat King Cole;
and various other artists
Who feeds the reindeer all their hay
Who wraps the gifts and packs the sleigh
Who's helping Santa every day
Mrs. Santa Claus
Who keeps his red suit looking nice
Who does he turn to for advice
Who gives the brownies all their spice
Mrs. Santa Claus
She pitter-patters all around the workshop
The whole year long
Amid the happy clatter of the workshop
She sings a very merry Christmas song
Who reads the notes from girls and boys
Turns in the order for their toys
Who fills every wondrous heart with joys
Mrs. Santa Claus
She pitter-patters all around the workshop
The whole year long
Amid the happy clatter of the workshop
She sings a very merry Christmas song
Who reads the notes from girls and boys
Turns in the order for their toys
Who fills every wondrous heart with joys
Mrs. Santa Claus
Mrs. Santa Claus
Zondag 16 juni 1985
Satisfied With You
