Woensdag 3 september 1986
She Hangs Out
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She Hangs Out
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Dinsdag 2 september 1986
She Had To Go And Lose It At The Astor
She Had To Go And Lose It At The Astor
Composer(s): Don Ray; Hugh Prince
Performer(s): Johnny Messner
and multiple other artists
We'd like to tell you a story about a young girl
about eighteen years old, about five feet two, and about to go out
Now, her Mother, realising it was her first time out with a young man
called her into the bedroom and said
"Minnie, you're all dressed up in your finery, your very best clothes
and you look beautiful, you're gorgeous, you're alluring (you look swell, baby)
and now Minnie I want you to remember everything I've always told you
and above all I want you to be very, very careful.....
But she had to go and lose it at the Astor
She didn't take her mother's good advice
Now there aren't so many girls today who have one
And she'd never let it go for any price
They searched the place from penthouse to the cellar
In every room and underneath each bed
Once they thought they saw it lying on a pillow
But they found it belonged to someone else instead
But she had to go and lose it at the Astor
She didn't know exactly whom to blame
And she couldn't say just how or when she lost it
She only knew she had it when she came
They questioned all the bellboys and the porter
The chef appeared to be the guilty guy
And the doorman also acted quite suspicious
But he coyly said, "I'm sure it wasn't I"
But she had to go and lose it at the Astor
It nearly killed her mother and her dad
Now they felt as bad about the thing as she did
After all it was the only one she had
They just about completed all their searching
When the chauffeur walked up with it in his hand
All they did was stand and gape, there was Minnie's sable cape
And she thought that she had lost it at the Astor
Maandag 1 september 1986
She Got The Goldmine (I Got The Shaft)
She Got The Goldmine (I Got The Shaft)
Composer(s): Tim DuBois
Performer(s): Jerry Reed
Well, I guess it was back in '63
When eatin' my cookin' got the better of me
So I asked this little girl I was goin' with to be my wife
Well, she said she would, so I said, 'I do'
But I'da said, 'I wouldn't' if I'da just knew how sayin' 'I do'
Was gonna screw up all o' my life
Well, the first few years weren't all that bad
I'll never forget the good times we had
'Cause I'm reminded every month when I send her the child support
Well, it wasn't too long till the lust all died
And I'll admit I wasn't too surprised
The day I came home and found my suitcase sittin' out on the porch
Well, I tried to get in, she changed the lock
Then I found this note taped on the mailbox that said
"Goodbye, turkey
My attorney will be in touch"
So I decided right then and there I was gonna do what's right
Give 'er her fair share but, brother
I didn't know her share was gonna be that much
She got the goldmine (She got the goldmine)
I got the shaft (I got the shaft)
They split it right down the middle
And then they give her the better half
Well, it all sounds sorta funny
But it hurts too much to laugh
She got the goldmine, I got the shaft
Now listen up
You ain't heard nothin' yet
Why, they give 'er the color televison set
Then they give 'er the house, the kids and both of the cars
See
Well, then they started talkin' about child support, alimony
And the costs to the court
Didn't take me long to figure out how far in the toilet I was
I'm tellin' ya, they have made a mistake
'Cause it adds up to more than this cowboy makes
Besides, everythin' I ever had worth takin' they've already took
While she's livin' like a queen on alimony
I'm workin' two shifts, eatin' baloney
Askin' myself, "Why didn't you just learn how to cook?"
They give her the goldmine (She got the goldmine)
They give me the shaft (I got the shaft)
They said they're splittin' it all down the middle
But she got the better half
Well, it all sounds mighty funny
But it hurts too much to laugh
She got the goldmine, I got the shaft
Well, she got the goldmine (She got the goldmine)
I got the shaft (I got the shaft)
They split it all down the middle
And then they give her the better half
Well, I guess it all sounds funny
(Ahh, ha ha ha)
But it hurts too much to laugh
She got the goldmine, I got the shaft
Heh, heh. Hey, Jimmy, I got the shaft
But I don't have to worry about totin' a billfold anymore
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
I let my wife tote it
I'm gonna be carryin' food stamps
You get it, judge?
I'm gonna be indebted
That's my money
Huh?
Contempt of court?
What do you mean I'm in contempt of court?
Zondag 31 augustus 1986
She Finally Spoke Spanish To Me
She Finally Spoke Spanish To Me
Composer(s): Butch Hancock
Performer(s): Joe Ely
Waiting for the train to France
I hung my head in shame
Feeling for all purposes like a
man without a name
Adios that's all she said
I knew it had to be
But she Finally Spoke Spanish to Me
Life just passed by on the sly
I tried to live mine over
It's been a cold dark lonesome night
On the White Cliffs of Dover
Adios that's all she said
It echoed across the sea
But She Finally Spoke Spanish to Me
Wine and dreams
She blew the candle out
I came to her for something
I went away without
Adios, that word will always haunt my memory
But She Finally Spoke Spanish to Me
I left my boots in Italy
Souls wore out in Spain
I left my guns in London Town
Just smokin' in the rain
Adios that's all she said
I knew it had to be
But She Finally Spoke Spanish to Me
But She Finally Spoke Spanish to Me
Wine and dreams
She blew the candle out
I came to her for something
I went away without
Adios, that word will always haunt my memory
But She Finally Spoke Spanish to Me
Zondag 31 augustus 1986
Quicksand
Quicksand
Composer(s): Brian Holland; Lamont Dozier; Eddie Holland
Performer(s): Martha Reeves & The Vandellas; Whitney Wolanin
Oo-oo ooo ooo who-oooh!
Oo-oo ooo ooo who-oooh!
You're like
Quicksand, quicksand
Pulling me closer, closer
In your arms
Can't resist your loving charms
You're like quicksand sinking me deeper
In love with you
The more I fight it
The deeper in love I get
Each time you hold me
I feel nothing but happiness
It's not safe loving you this way
But from your arms I can't stay
You're like
Quicksand, quicksand, yeah
Pulling me closer, closer
Making me love you
Need you
(Deeper) Sinking me deeper, deeper
In love with you
(Musical Interlude)
Oo-oo ooo ooo who-ooooh!
(Deeper Deeper Deeper!
In love with you)
My heart is a prisoner
Of your warm embrace
I can't help, can't help myself
Nothing can take your place
When you say sweet things to me
I start trembling from head to feet
You're like
Quicksand, quicksand, yeah
Pulling me closer, closer
A- just can't resist you
A-just want to kiss you
You're like quicksand, yeah!
Oo-oo ooo ooo who-ooooh!
Quicksand, quicksand, yeah
Sinking me deeper
Sinking me deeper
I just can't resist you
I just want to kiss you
Oo-oo ooo ooo who-ooooh!
Zaterdag 30 augustus 1986
She Drives Me Crazy
She Drives Me Crazy - 1988 (aka She Drives Like Crazy - 1989)
Composer(s): Roland Gift; David Steele
First release by: Fine Young Cannibals - 1988
Covered by multiple other artists
I can't stop
the way I feel
Things you do
don't seem real
Tell you what I got in mind
'cause we're runnin' out of time
Won't you ever set me free?
This waitin' 'rounds killin' me
She drives me crazy
like no one else
She drives me crazy
and I can't help myself
I can't get
any rest
People say
I'm obsessed
Everything that's serious lasts
But to me there's no surprise
What I have, I knew was true
Things go wrong, they always do
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I can't help myself
I won't make it
On my own
No on likes,
To be alone
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I can't help myself
Uh huh huh
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I can't help myself
Uh huh huh
She drives me crazy
Like no one else
She drives me crazy
And I can't help myself
Zaterdag 30 augustus 1986
Quicksilver
Quicksilver
Composer(s): Edward Pola;
Irving Taylor; George Wyle
Performer(s): Bing Crosby & The Andrews Sisters;
and various other artists
You're as hard to hold as quicksilver
When you kiss and run away
I dream you're mine and then as quick as quicksilver
All my dreams are led astray
I keep chasing you till I'm facing you
And embracing you with all your charms
Then you slip through my fingers just like quicksilver
Right into someone else's arms
Seems like I am havin' trouble with you
And I don't know what I'm gonna do
Seems like you're fickle, fickle as can be
And your fickle ways have got me up a tree
You're as hard to hold as quicksilver
When you kiss and run away
I dream you're mine and then as quick as quicksilver
All my dreams are led astray
I keep chasing you till I'm facing you
And embracing you with all your charms
Then you slip through my fingers just like quicksilver
Right into someone else's arms
Then you slip through my fingers just like quicksilver
Right into someone else's arms
Vrijdag 29 augustus 1986
She Drives Like Crazy
She Drives Like Crazy
(Adapted from: She Drives Me Crazy - 1988)
Composer(s): Roland Gift; David Steele; "Weird Al" Yankovic
Performer(s): "Weird Al" Yankovic - 1989
Where'd you learn how to steer
You do eighty in second gear
When you drive, I can't relax
Got your license from Cracker Jacks
You just hit another tree
These fender benders are killin' me
She drives like crazy
Like no one else
She drives like crazy
And I'm afraid for myself
They'll put you behind bars
We're not playin' bumper cars
Did a great figure eight
In the middle of the interstate
Tires squeal wherever we go
Even hitchhikers just say no
She drives like crazy
Her car's a mess
She drives like crazy
She's got a death wish I guess
She's a demon
Behind the wheel
Thinks she's drivin'
The Batmobile
Burnin' rubber in school zones
Runnin' over traffic cones
Passin' "semi-"s on the right
Now my knuckles are turnin' white
She drives like crazy
She'll break our necks
She drives like crazy
She always gets into wrecks
She drives like crazy
Like no one else
She drives like crazy
Now I'm afraid for myself
She drives like crazy
Like no one else
She drives like crazy
And I'm afraid for myself
Vrijdag 29 augustus 1986
(Quicksilver Daydreams Of) Maria
(Quicksilver Daydreams Of) Maria
Composer(s): Townes Van Zandt
Performer(s): Townes Van Zandt;
Frenchy Burrito & The Folk Pistols
Well, the diamond fades quickly
when matched to the face of Maria
All the harps they sound empty
when she lifts her lips to the sky
the brown of her skin makes her hair seem a soft golden rainfall
that spills from the mountains to the bottomless depths of her eyes
Well, she stands all around me her hands slowly sifting the sunshine
all the laughter that linger down deep 'neath her smilin' is free
Well, it spins and it twirls like a hummingbird lost in the morning
and caresses the south wind and silently sails to the sea
Ah, the sculpter stands stricken and the artist he throws away his brushes
when her image comes dancin' the sun she turns sullen with shame
And the birds they go silent the wind stops his sad mournful singing
when the trees of the forest start gently to whisper'in her name
So as softly she wanders I'll desperately follow her footsteps
and I'll chase after shadows that offer a trace of her sight
Ah, they promise eternally that she lays hidden within them
but I find they've decieved me and sadly I bid them goodbye
So the serpent slides softly away with these moments of laughter
and the the old washy woman has finish her cleanin' and gone
but the bamboo hang heavy in the bondage of quicksilver daydreams
and a lonely child longingly looks for a place to belong
Donderdag 28 augustus 1986
She Don't Love You
She Don't Love You
Composer(s): Berry Gordy Jr.
Performer(s): Mary Wells
She may dress & she may pose
She may strut in her fancy clothes
But she don't love you
No she don't love you
No she don't love you like I do
Can't you see, can't you see that you are blind? Oh yeah
It's really me, it's really me; you should be mine
And I'm slowly but surely losing my mind
She may dress & she may pose
She may strut in her fancy clothes
But she don't know how to love you
She don't know how to love you
She don't know how to please you either, baby, like I do
You know it's true, you know it's true, you're just a fool, oh yeah
To throw away, to throw away a love that's true
But I'll carry on & I'll be around when she's gone
She may dress & she may pose
She may strut in all those fancy clothes
But she don't know how to love you
No she don't love you
She don't know how to love you like I do
(repeat):
Oh you know she may
She may dress & she may pose
She may strut in her fancy clothes
But she don't love you
No she don't love you
She don't know how to love you like I do
Donderdag 28 augustus 1986
Quicksilver Girl
Quicksilver Girl
From "The Big Chill"
Composer(s): Steve Miller
Performer(s): Steve Miller Band
She's a quicksilver girl
A lover of the world
She spreads her wings
And she's free
She's a quicksilver girl
A lover of the world
She's seen every branch
On the tree
Ah, ah, quicksilver girl
Ah, ah, quicksilver girl
Ah, ah, quicksilver girl
Ah, ah, quicksilver girl
Ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh
If you need a little lovin'
She'll turn on the heat
If you take a fall
She'll put you back on your feet
If you're all alone
She's someone to meet
If you need someone
She's a quicksilver girl
A lover of the world
She spreads her wings
And she's free
Woensdag 27 augustus 1986
She Don't Let Nobody (But Me)
She Don't Let Nobody (But Me)
Composer(s): Dino Fekaris; Curtis Mayfield
Performer(s): Curtis Mayfield
Other guys try to hold her hand
Other guys want a one night stand
They all stare when she's around
I'm so proud how she puts them down
She don't let nobody, no, no
She don't let nobody
Nobody but me
I don't worry 'cause we're so tight
See each other 'most every night
She let me have the master key
That's why I kiss her explicitly
She don't let nobody, no, no
She don't let nobody
Nobody but me
Some dudes, they think she's teasing
They think she wants to play
But she's so dog-gone pleasing
And hey, that's just her way
And no-one's gonna steal her
She does what she wants to
She only lets me feel her
And then I know it's true
She don't let nobody, no, no
She don't let nobody, no, no
She don't let nobody, no, no
She don't let nobody, no, no
She don't let nobody, no, no
She don't let nobody
Nobody but me
In a day and age when you can't be sure
I've got one with a love that's pure
Guess you'd call her my lucky star
She goes out, but she don't go far
She don't let nobody, no, no
She don't let nobody
Nobody but me
Some dudes, they think she's teasing
They think she wants to play
But she's so dog-gone pleasing
And hey, that's just her way
And no-one's gonna steal her
She does what she wants to
She only lets me feel her
And then I know it's true
She don't let nobody, no, no
She don't let nobody, no, no
She don't let nobody, no, no
She don't let nobody, no, no
She don't let nobody, no, no
She don't let nobody
Nobody but me
Woensdag 27 augustus 1986
Quién (Charles Aznavour)
Quién
((Adapted from: Qui (Charles Aznavour) - 1963))
Composer(s): Charles Aznavour - Roaring Lion
Performer(s): Charles Aznavour - 1967
and multiple other artists
Versions In Other Languages:
1963/1964 - Chi (Charles Aznavour)
1968 - Who (Will Take My Place) (Dusty Springfield)
Quién, cuando ya no aliente
silenciosamente, llegará hasta ti
y como el olvido
ya te habrá vencido
le dirás querido
al igual que a mí
Quién borrará mis huellas
y encendiendo estrellas
en la oscuridad
abrirá balcones
romperá crespones
y pondrá canciones
en tu soledad
Quién será mi revelo
quién te va a convencer
quién volverá de nuevo
a reinar en tu ser
Quién cuando ya me ausente
va a cruzar el puente
que mande a cerrar
y pondrá colores
en tus sinsabores
y te hará olvidar
pronto mi pesar
Yo tengo el doble de tu edad
más no me importa sucumbir
a ver de cara la verdad
del porvenir
No vistas luto por mi amor
pues no me gusta ser cruel
y sé que nunca ese color
le fue a tu piel
Quién cuando yo me vaya
Llegará a tu playa un anochecer
y pondrá su empeño
en velarte el sueño
y lo harás tu dueño
casi sin querer
Quién besará tu pelo
y en tu negro duelo
te pondrá un clavel
Ya diferente te verá la gente
nueva y sonriente
como un cascabel
Quién viene a suplicarme
Quién dime dulce bien
Quién trata de borrarme
Quién amor en tu sien
Quién por sustituirte
y por destruirme sin contemplación
romperá en pedazos
todos nuestros lazos
y sin compasión
mi propio corazón
Dinsdag 26 augustus 1986
She Didn't Do Magic
She Didn't Do Magic
Composer(s): Kent LaVoie
Performer(s): Lobo
Thumbing across Georgia I ran into Gloria
She seemed like a mystic to me
With a wave of her hand
She could make you feel grand
That was her mystery
Now I'll admit she knew alot of tricks
But so do lots of other chicks
She didn't do it like you can do magic
She didn't do it to me
She didn't do it like you can do it
She didn't do magic to me
Hiking through Virginia I met Melinda
She looked enchanting to see
She said give me your arm
And I'll show you my charms
That was her sorcery
I say it I will she had alot of skill
But compared to you she was way down hill
Arriving in Cleveland I'm coming to see you
Get you crystal ball out of the drawer
Cause I can tell if you been using you spell
And baby I know what for
The magic you loaned was to bring me home
And baby my love for you has grown
So you better do it like you can do magic
You better do it to me
'Cause she didn't do it like you can do it
She didn't do magic to me
Dinsdag 26 augustus 1986
Quién (Miguel Gallardo)
Quién
Composer(s): Miguel Gallardo
Performer(s): Miguel Gallardo
Te encontré perdida allí, en aquel oscuro bar
o es que ya no te acuerdas
Compartí tu soledad, tu pasado y tu rencor
y tú no te acuerdas
Quién, dime quién
te dio tanta comprensión
Quién, dime a quién
le dolía tu dolor
Te ofrecí lo que yo soy, y en mi casa un lugar
o es que ya no te acuerdas
Repartimos nuestro amor, entre besos, noche y pan
y tú no te acuerdas
Quién, dime quién
te dio tanta comprensión
Quién, dime a quién
le dolía tu dolor
Quién, dime quién
te ha pagado más que yo
Quién, dime, dime quién
aún, aún te espera... dime quién
Quién
Maandag 25 augustus 1986
She Cried
She Cried
Composer(s): Greg Richards; Ted Daryll
First release by: Jay & The Americans - 1962
Covered by multiple other artists
And when I told her
I didn't love her anymore
She cried (She cried)
And when I told her
Her kisses were not like before
She cried (She cried)
I thought that our romance was over and done
But to her it had just begun
And when I told her (Sha-la-la)
Another girl had caught my eye (Sha-la-la-la, sha-la-la)
She cried (She cried)
And when I kissed her (Sha-la-la)
A kiss that only meant goodbye (Sha-la-la-la, sha-la-la)
She cried, she cried
(Sha-la-la-la, sha-la-la)
And when I told her (Sha-la-la)
I didn't love her anymore (Sha-la-la-la, sha-la-la)
She cried, she cried
Maandag 25 augustus 1986
Quién Eres Tú?
Quién Eres Tú?
Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
De qué espacio sideral desconocido
de qué tiempo que ya fue o aún no ha sido
de qué lluvia de planetas has caído
proclamando un "aquí estoy porque he venido"...
Que aunque no se trate de pedir permiso
por pisar el mismo vértigo que piso
no se apunta a un corazón sin previo aviso
tan de pronto y disparando tan preciso...
quién eres tú...
Quién eres tú
Prodigio o vudú...
Quien eres tú
ensueño o tabú...
quién eres tú...
Cuando ya no queda más que ese momento
en que comienza a repetirse el argumento
apareces de repente, con el cuento
de que no hay historias... sólo sentimientos
y me invades con palabras como besos
inundándome con pájaros, los sesos
Qué dificil intentar salir ilesos
de esta magia en la que nos hallamos presos...
Quién eres tú...
Quién eres tú
Prodigio o vudú...
Quien eres tú
ensueño o tabú...
quién eres tú...
te aseguro que no quiero hacerme el fuerte
en todo caso me da pánico creerte...
No sé si eres el presagio de la Suerte
o, el contrario, vienes a darme la muerte
pero seas agua turbia o aguanieve
cómo no beber cuando me dices: "bebe"...
que la sed se va apagando y es más breve
al tiempo que pasan los años... y no llueve
Quién eres tú...
Quién eres tú
Prodigio o vudú...
Quien eres tú
ensueño o tabú...
quién eres tú...
Zondag 24 augustus 1986
She Caught The Katy (And Left Me A Mule To Ride)
She Caught The Katy (And Left Me A Mule To Ride)
Composer(s): Taj Mahal; Yank Rachell
First release by: Taj Mahal - 1968
Covered by multiple other artists
She caught the Katy, and left me a mule to ride
She caught the Katy, and left me a mule to ride
My baby caught the Katy, left me a mule to ride
The train polled out, and I swung on behind
I'm crazy 'bout her, that hardheaded woman of mine
Man my baby's long, great god she's mighty she's tall
you know my baby's long, great god she's mighty my baby she's tall
Well my baby she's long, my baby she's tall
she sleeps wiht her head in the kitchen and her big feet out in the hall
And I'm still crazy 'bout her, that hardheaded woman of mine
Well I love my baby, she's so fine
I wish she'd come and see me some time
If you don´t believe I love her
Look what a hole I'm in
If you don't believe I'm sinking,
Look what a shape I'm in
She caught the Katy, and left me a mule to ride
She caught the Katy, and left me a mule to ride
Well my baby caught the Katy, left me a mule to ride
The train polled out, and I swung on behind
I'm crazy 'bout her, that hardheaded woman - hardheaded woman of mine
Zondag 24 augustus 1986
Quién Fuera
Quién Fuera
Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez; Issac Delgado
Estoy buscando una palabra
en el umbral de tu misterio
¿Quién fuera Alí Ba-ba?
¿Quién fuera el mítico Simbad?
¿Quién fuera un poderoso sortilegio?
¿Quién fuera encantador?
Estoy buscando una escafandra
al pie del mar de los delirios
¿Quién fuera Jacques Custeau?
¿Quién fuera Nemo el capitán?
¿Quién fuera el batiscafo de tu abismo?
¿Quién fuera explorador?
Corazón obscuro
corazón con muros
corazón que se esconde
corazón que está donde
corazón en fuga
herido de dudas de amor
Estoy buscando melodía
para tener como llamarte
¿Quién fuera ruiseñor?
¿Quién fuera Lennon y McCartney
Sindo Garay, Violeta, Chico Buarque?
¿Quién fuera tu trovador?
Corazón obscuro
corazón con muros
corazón que se esconde
corazón que está donde
corazón en fuga
herido de dudas de amor
Zaterdag 23 augustus 1986
She Can't Give It Away
