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Song On The Radio


Song On The Radio
Composer(s): Al Stewart
Performer(s): Al Stewart



I was making my way through the wasteland
The road into town passes through
I was changing the radio stations
With my mind on you
Oh your friends call you "Lily Paloma"
But that's not the way that you are
It's too much of a gentle misnomer
For a shooting star

But you and me baby
I saw you there
Straight away I knew
There's really no hiding
I'll tell you right now
What we're gonna do
We'll go collecting the days
Putting the moments away
You're on my mind like a
Song on the Radio

I remember the first time I saw you
Alone in the dark with a drink
With a candle flame burning before you
And your thoughts closed in
You were staring out into the distance
Not seeming to hear what I said
Why did you put up such resistance
Like all the lights are red

'Cause you and me baby
I saw you there
Straight away I knew
There's really no hiding
I'll tell you right now
What we're gonna do
We'll go collecting the days
Putting the moments away
You're on my mind like a
Song on the Radio

I don't know what it was that was painful
But sometimes it's there in your face
There are times when you just look disdainful
Of the human race
Ah, but then on the wings of emotion
We circle each other in flight
Till together we roll like the ocean
In its bed at night

'Cause you and me baby
I saw you there
Straight away I knew
There's really no hiding
I'll tell you right now
What we're gonna do
We'll go collecting the days
Putting the moments away
You're on my mind like a
Song on the Radio
You're on my mind like a
Song on the Radio

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Puppet Man (Longdancer)


Puppet Man
Performer(s): Longdancer



I can take you by the hand
lead you to a land
where there's not a care
I can hoax you I can coax you
when there's nothing there

I can tie you on a string
make you dance and sing
to the tune I play
I can fool you I can rule you
you can't get away

('cause) I'm a puppet man, I'm a puppet man
can't you see I am, can't you see I am
I'm a puppet man, I'm a puppet man
I can make you part of my plan
'cause I'm a puppet man

I can beat you to the line
bring you peace of mind
for another day
I can take you I can make you
do the things I say

I can leave you on the ground
or turn your head around
make you step in time
I can fake you or forsake you
the choice is mine

and you won't understand
I'm the puppet man
that's what I am

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Ella No Es Ella


Ella No Es Ella
Composer(s): Alejandro Abad Performer(s): Alejandro Abad



Cuando estoy con ella
Soy un laberinto de indecisión
Cuando estoy con ella
Juego con mi imaginación
Ella me da su sonrisa
Y yo, con mis prisas, me suelo ahogar
Y le digo acabemos
Y ella persigue mis ratos de fuego

Ella, ella no es ella
Ella es la otra, la que me impulsa
Y está en mi memoria
La otra es la que nunca podré olvidar

No, ella, ella no es ella
Ella es la otra, la que me excita
Y quema mi ropa
La otra es la piedra y yo, el volcán

Cuando estoy con ella
Sé que todo va peor
Y cuando pienso en la otra
Soy casi, casi un dios
Ella me baja la luna
La otra despierta mi instinto animal
La otra es mi fortuna
Mi musa desnuda, mi mejor remedio

Ella, ella no es ella
Ella es la otra, la que me impulsa
Y está en mi memoria
La otra es la que nunca podré olvidar

No, ella, ella no es ella
Ella es la otra, la que me excita
Y quema mi ropa
La otra es la piedra y yo, el volcán

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Punto Negro


Punto Negro
Composer(s): Roberto Reynoso
Performer(s): Javier Solís



No quiero ya saber si te mueres o no por mi cariño
ni me importa que tú diciendo vayas hoy que me dejaste
Yo sé que para ti igual que para mí hay otros besos
porqué insistes en ser en mi quieto vivir un punto negro

Tu orgullo de mujer te ha vuelto mala y cruel y me atormenta
cuando el amor se va se queda el corazón ensombrecido
Olvida tu rencor que sólo ha de empañar aquellas horas
no quiero que seas tú de esta historia de amor el punto negro

Tu orgullo de mujer te ha vuelto mala y cruel y me atormenta
cuando el amor se va se queda el corazón ensombrecido
Olvida tu rencor que sólo ha de empañar aquellas horas
no quiero que seas tú de esta historia de amor el punto negro

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Song Of Winter


Song Of Winter
(French Version: Fleur De lune - 1970)
Composer(s): Mickey Jones - Tommy Brown
Performer(s): Françoise Hardy - 1969



I'm the song of winter
I'm the falling snow
can't you hear me calling you
whenever the north wind blows

I'm the cool of evening
I'm the velvet sky
can't you hear me calling you
whenever the breeze passes by

oh, can't you hear me calling
oh, can't you hear my love
oh, can't you hear me calling you
for wherever you are
I am sending my love

I'm the misty rainbow
I'm a falling star
can't you hear me calling you
my love is wherever you are

oh, can't you hear me calling
oh, can't you hear my love
oh, can't you hear me calling you
on the day you return
I'll be waiting, my love

I'm the song of winter
I'm the falling snow
I'm the cool of evening
I'm a velvet sky
I'm a falling star
I'm a misty rainbow

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Puño Loco


Puño Loco
Composer(s): León Gieco; Luis Gurevich
Performer(s): León Gieco



Hice caer el cielo, rompí todos los vientos
hice llorar sólo con un puño loco
Hice hablar al mundo, latir su corazón
le hice ver que la sangre era de todos

Si estuviera acá, con campanas soñaría
Requiem para un luchador callejero
Fui un mago más, piedra dura de romper
fui el rey del club de lo oscuro

Soy eterno, un hijo más
de este credo popular, quizá un tonto
Soy leyenda y por lo tanto
siempre estaré saltando, como un mono

Aunque tape la humedad de la pared de un viejo bar
nunca mi sonrisa se despintará del todo
Un día me fui sin haberme ido de aquí
somos varios los que estamos volviendo

Desde siempre fui gran valiente porque sí
quise en lo posible mirar hacia adentro
Puse un presidente y un villero a un mismo pozo
y los dibujé a todos con mis ojos

Soy eterno, un hijo más
de este credo popular, quizá un tonto
Soy leyenda y por lo tanto
siempre estaré saltando como un mono

Soy eterno, un hijo más
de este credo popular, quizá un tonto
Soy leyenda y por lo tanto
siempre estaré saltando como un mono

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Für Den Frieden Der Welt


Für Den Frieden Der Welt
Petra Frey - 1994



Worte, die wehtun und Bilder, die schrei'n
Wehende Fahnen im Wind
Grenzen, die Lügen, und keiner mehr kennt
Und Menschen von Tränen fast blind

Manchmal, da hör' ich ein Lied tief in mir
Das mir von Liebe erzählt
Sehnsucht nach Freiheit und nach einer Welt
Wo jeder den and'ren versteht

Für den Frieden der Welt, für die Hoffnung nach Licht
Für die Wahrheit, die keiner mehr sieht
Für die Menschen, die frier'n, und die keiner mehr hört
Dafür singe ich euch dieses Lied

Für den Frieden der Welt, für die Hoffnung nach Licht
Für die Wahrheit, die keiner mehr sieht
Für die Menschen, die frier'n, und die keiner mehr hört
Dafür singe ich euch dieses Lied
Dafür singe ich euch dieses Lied

Flehende Herzen im Dunkel der Nacht
Wann sehen sie wieder Licht?
Wer gibt den Kindern ihr Lachen zurück
Bevor ihre Hoffnung zerbricht?

Für den Frieden der Welt, für die Hoffnung nach Licht
Für die Wahrheit, die keiner mehr sieht
Für die Menschen, die frier'n, und die keiner mehr hört
Dafür singe ich euch dieses Lied

Und es darf nicht mehr sein
Dass man Mut dazu braucht
Um den anderen Liebe zu zeigen

Für den Frieden der Welt, für die Hoffnung nach Licht
Für die Wahrheit, die keiner mehr sieht
Für die Menschen, die frier'n, und die keiner mehr hört
Dafür singe ich euch dieses Lied
Dieses Lied

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Punky's Dilemma


Punky's Dilemma
Composer(s): Paul Simon
Performer(s): Simon & Garfunkel;
and various other artists



Wish I was a Kellogg's Cornflake
Floatin' in my bowl takin' movies
Relaxin' awhile, livin' in style
Talkin' to a raisin who 'casion'ly plays L.A.
Casually glancing at his toupee
Wish I was an English muffin
'Bout to make the most out of a toaster

I'd ease myself down
Comin' up brown

I prefer boysenberry
More than any ordinary jam
I'm a Citizens for Boysenberry Jam fan

Ah, South California

If I become a first lieutenant
Would you put my photo on your piano?
To Maryjane
Best wishes, Martin
(Old Roger draft-dodger
Leavin' by the basement door)
Everybody knows what he's
Tippy-toeing down there for

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Song Of The Vagabonds


Song Of The Vagabonds
Composer(s): Rudolf Friml - Brian Hooker
Performer(s): Dennis King
and multiple other artists



Come all you Beggars of Paris town
You lousy rabble of low degree
(You rabble of low degree!)
Well spare King Louis to keep his crown
And save our city from Burgundy
(Our city from Burgundy)
You and I are good for nothing but to die
We can die for Liberty

Sons of toil and danger
Will you serve a stranger
And bow down to Burgundy
Sons of shame and sorrow
Will you cheer tomorrow
For the crown of Burgundy?
Onward! Onward! Swords against the Foe
Forward! Forward the lily banners go!
Sons of France around us
Break the chain that bound us
And to Hell with Burgundy!

Sons of toil and danger
Will you serve a stranger
And bow down to Burgundy
Sons of shame and sorrow
Will you cheer tomorrow
For the crown of Burgundy?
Onward! Onward! Swords against the Foe
Forward! Forward the lily banners go!
Sons of France around us
Break the chain that bound us
And to Hell with Burgundy!

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Punish Her


Punish Her
Composer(s): Johnny Gluck; Neval Nader
Performer(s): Bobby Vee



If she has wronged you
Found someone new
But you feel it's not over
Here's what you must do

Punish her, kill her with kindness
Oh, buy her red roses everyday
Ah, punish her with so much affection
That she will cry for the love she threw away

She'll soon rediscover with tears in her eyes
That you're the only lover she was born to idolise

Just punish her, blind her with kisses
Ahh, till she can't see how she let you go, a-ho-ho
Then whisper darling, darling, darling
I still love you so

(Punish her, punish her)
(Punish her, punish her)

Ah, punish her, blind her with kisses
Yeah, till she can't see how she let you go, a-ho-ho
Whisper darling, darling, darling
I still love you so

Punish her, a-ha-ha, punish her, umm-umm
Punish her, a-ha-ha, ah, punish her, oh yeah
Punish.......

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Duett


Duett
Composer(s): Rolf Løvland First performance by: Elisabeth Andreassen & Jan Werner Danielsen - 1994



Med din sang strømmer varmen inn
Bringer vår til et frossnet sinn
Gjennom is finner sangen vei
Til en elv dypt inni meg

Isen går, elven våkner opp
Flommens kraft fyller sinn og kropp
Først som gråt fra et kildevell
Inne i deg selv som bryter fri

Og nå er fossen fri og vill
Som dansere av ild, en mektig strøm
Vi er ett, med varmen i vårt blod
Med styrken i vår tro i en sang

Våg å gi, slippe våren løs
Sangen bor under alt som frøs
Flommen går i et fossefall
Våren i krystall bryter frem

Og nå er fossen fri og vill
Som dansere av ild, en mektig strøm
Vi er ett, med varmen i vårt blod
Med styrken i vår tro i en sang

Fri som flammer i en dans
Duett i sinn og sans for første gang
Vi er ett med varmen i vårt blod
Med styrken i vår tro i en sang

I en sang

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Pumpum, Pumpum


Pumpum, Pumpum
Composer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute
Performer(s): Luis Eduardo Aute



Que el corazón es insensible juran
aseguran que ni siente ni padece
ni es otra cosa que una víscera
bomba
motor de no sé cuántos protoplasmas, plasmas...
blando reloj, encrucijada de venas y arterias
metrónomo de sístoles y diástoles, pumpum
pumpum, mitrales, aortas, pumpum, pumpum
infartos, arritmias, pumpum, pumpum, anginas
amagos, pumpum, purnpum, pumpum
Soplos, insuficiencias, taquicardias
y coronarías...
Aurículas, ventrículos, etcétera, etcétera
etcétera, etc...
Sí, parece que sí que no padece, sí
parece que sí que no, que sí que no
que sí que no, pero
¡coño!
dónde me duele tanto, dónde mata
en qué célula o molécula del demonio
siento toda esta asfixia
este dolor, pumpum, pumpurn, pumpum
que me golpea, pumpum, pumpum, pumpum
que me traspasa, pumpum, pumpum, pumpum
que me crucifica, pumpum, pumpum, pumpum
cuando tu me dejas, corazón

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Song Of The South (Tony Pastor)


Song Of The South
Composer(s): Arthur Johnston - Sam Coslow
Performer(s): Tony Pastor



I hear the murmer of the south wind
And feel a half-remembered thrill
Plaintive echoes faintly clinging
An old plantation air still ringing

Song of the South, your music weaves a magic spell
Song of the South, I see the scenes I know so well
Cottonwoods in blossom over my cabin door
Pale moonlight on a field of white
You bring them back once more

I seem to hear those gentle voices calling low
Out of the long, long ago
This heart of mine is in the heart of Dixie
That's where I belong
Singing a song, a Song of the South

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Vuelveme A Querer


Vuelveme A Querer
Composer(s): José Feliciano; Ramos; Lucila
Performer(s): José Feliciano



Vuélveme a querer, no te arrepentirás
vuélveme a querer, en que amor encontrarás
la felicidad que nunca tuviste

Yo se que fui cruel, que no te ofrecí el amor
al entregar el corazón, pues solo jugué contigo
y se que ya, no sientes mis besos

Chorus:

Si me vuelves a querer, tu alma frágil no conocerá el dolor
prometeré que siempre a tu lado cuidaré, que no sufras jamás eyyy
vuélveme a querer

Ya mi amor se ha arrepentido, por haberte yo herido
pero si tu encontrarás un poquito de compasión, eyyy

Y yo se que es difícil perdonarme
pero te convenceré y haré lo imposible
dame otra oportunidad
vuélveme a querer

Solo:

Pero si tu encontrarás un poquito de compasión, eyyy
Y yo se que es difícil perdonarme
pero te convenceré y haré lo imposible
dame otra oportunidad
vuélveme a querer

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Song Of The South (Alabama)


Song Of The South
Composer(s): Bob McDill
Performer(s): Alabama
and multiple other artists



Song, song of the south
Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth
Gone, gone with the wind
There ain't nobody looking back again

Cotton on the roadside, cotton in the ditch
We all picked the cotton but we never got rich
Daddy was a veteran, a southern democrat
They oughta get a rich man to vote like that

Sing it...

Song, song of the south
Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth
Gone, gone with the wind
There ain't nobody looking back again

Well somebody told us Wall Street fell
But we were so poor that we couldn't tell
Cotton was short and the weeds were tall
But Mr. Roosevelt's a gonna save us all

Well momma got sick and daddy got down
The county got the farm and they moved to town
Pappa got a job with the TVA
He bought a washing machine and then a Chevrolet

Sing it...

Song, song of the south
Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth
Gone, gone with the wind
There ain't nobody looking back again

Play it...

Sing it...

Song, song of the south
Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth
Gone, gone with the wind
There ain't nobody looking back again

Song, song of the south...
Gone, gone with the wind...

Song, song of the south
Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth
Song, song of the south
Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth

Sing it...

Song, song of the south
Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth
Gone, gone with the wind
There ain't nobody looking back again

Song, song of the south
Sweet potato pie and I shut my mouth
Gone, gone with the wind
There ain't nobody looking back again

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Vuelve A Empezar


Vuelve A Empezar
Composer(s): T. Areta; F. Ferrar
Performer(s): Raphael



Si tu amor se acaba ya, dejalo
Y si un amigo se va, lloralo
Dejalo, lloralo, pero vuelve a empezar

Si alguien nunca volvio, dejalo
Y si algo tuyo murio, lloralo
Dejalo, lloralo, pero vuelve a empezar

Deja las cosas pasar, dejalas
Si te consuela llorar, llora
Dejala llorar y que nadie se entere

Si alguien pregunta tu mal, riete
Si alguien te viene a llorar, dejale
Riete, dejale, pero vuelve a empezar

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Wir Geben 'Ne Party


Wir Geben 'Ne Party
Composer(s): Ralph Siegel - Bernd Meinunger
First performance by: MeKaDo - 1994



Oo... fühl' den Rhythmus, Baby
Wo ist 'ne Party?
Wo ist 'ne Party heut' Nacht?

Fliegt heute irgend jemand mit mir zum Mond?
Ich brauch' 'nen Kick damit der Abend sich lohnt
Wo ist 'ne Party?
Wo ist 'ne Party, Baby?

Mmm... ist doch ganz simpel, ich will einfach mal Spaß
Am besten alles und nicht bloß irgendwas
Wo ist 'ne Party?
Wo ist 'ne Party heut' Nacht?

Na dann shake it, take it, make it all right
Immer wieder, immer weiter, denn heut' ist heut'
Na wenn schon denn schon, das wird eine lange Nacht
So rock me, Baby, heut' ist alles egal
Um so länger, um so lieber und noch einmal
Komm' und laß uns tun, was Lust und Laune macht

Wir geben 'ne Party
Wir geben 'ne Party
Wir geben 'ne Party
Wir geben 'ne Party
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa...
'ne Party heut' Nacht

Hab so'n Gefühl im Bauch, ich find' heut' den Mann
Mmm... auf den auch ich so richtig abfahren kann
Wo ist 'ne Party?
Wo ist 'ne Party, Baby?

Ich hab' genau so'n hip-hop Feeling wie du
Hänge nicht zu Hause rum, ich weiß' was ich tu'
Wo ist 'ne Party?
Wo ist 'ne Party heut' Nacht?

Na dann shake it, take it, make it all right
Immer wieder, immer weiter denn heut' ist heut'
Na wenn schon denn schon, das wird eine lange Nacht
So rock me, Baby heut' ist alles egal
Um so länger, um so lieber und noch einmal
Komm' und laß' uns tun, was Lust und Laune macht

Wir geben 'ne Party
Wir geben 'ne Party
Wir geben 'ne Party
Wir geben 'ne Party
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa...
'ne Party heut' Nacht
(Wir geben 'ne Party)
(Wir geben 'ne Party)

Wir geben 'ne Party (oh yeah)
Wir geben 'ne Party (oh yeah)
Wir geben 'ne Party (oh yeah)
Wir geben 'ne Party
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa...
'ne Pa-Pa-Pa-Pa-Pa-Pa-Party heut' Nacht
(Wir geben 'ne Party)
'ne Pa-Pa-Pa-Pa-Pa-Party

Schau da drüben diesen Typen, der schaut immer hierher
Meinst du den da? Aber nee, der steht auf mich viel mehr
Bei dem einen, den ich meine, da habt ihr no chance
Besser wir vergessen die, come on, let's dance
Dance, yeah, dance, yeah
Dance (dance)
Auf 'ne Party heut' Nacht
(Wir geben 'ne Party)
('Ne Pa-Pa-Pa-Pa-Pa-Party)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa...
'ne Party heut' Nacht

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Vu De L'Extérieur


Vu De L'Extérieur
Composer(s): Serge Gainsbourg
Performer(s): Serge Gainsbourg



Tu es belle vu de l'extérieur
Hélas je connais tout ce qui se passe à l'intérieur
C'est pas beau même assez dégoûtant
Alors ne t'étonne pas si aujourd'hui je te dis va-t'en
Va te faire voir, va faire voir ailleurs
Tes roudoudous, tout mous tout doux
Et ton postérieur
Il est beau vu de l'extérieur
Malheur à moi qui ai pénétré à l'intérieur
C'était bon ça évidemment
Mais tu sais comme moi que ces choses là n'ont qu'un temps
Va te faire voir, va te faire voir ailleurs
Tes roploplos, tout beaux tout chaud
Et ton gros pétard

Il est beau vu de l'extérieur
Qu'est-ce qui m'a pris grand Dieu d'm'aventurer à l'intérieur
C'était bon ça évidemment
Mais tu sais comme moi que ces choses-là n'ont qu'un temps
Va t'faire voir, va faire voir ailleurs
Tes deux doudounes, tes gros balounes
Et ton p'tit valseur
Il est beau vu de l'extérieur
J'aurais dû me méfier pas m'risquer à l'intérieur
C'était bon ça évidemment
Mais tu sais comme moi que ces choses là n'ont qu'un temps
Va te faire voir, va te faire voir ailleurs
Et sans délai tes boîtes à lait
Et ton popotin

Il est beau vu de l'extérieur
Pauvre de moi qui m'suis risqué à l'intérieur
C'était bon ça évidemment
Mais tu sais comme moi que ces choses-là n'ont qu'un temps
Va t'faire voir, va faire voir ailleurs
Tes beaux lolos en marshmallow
Et ton p'tit panier
Il est beau vu de l'extérieur
Mais tu sais comme moi tout ce qui s'passe à l'intérieur
C'est pas beau même assez dégouttant
Alors ne t'étonne pas si aujourd'hui je te dis va-t'en
Va t'faire voir, va t'faire voir ailleurs...

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Song Of The Shrimp


Song Of The Shrimp
From the film "Girls! Girls! Girls!
Composer(s): Sid Tepper - Roy C. Bennett
First recording/First release by: Elvis Presley - 1962



I saw three shrimp in the water, two were old and gray
I swam a little bit closer and .. I heard the third one say

Goodbye mama shrimp, papa shake my hand
Here come the shrimp boat for to take me to Louisian'
Here come the shrimp boat for to take me to Louisian'

He showed his mama and papa, the shrimp newspaper he read
An invitation to all the shrimp and this is what it said
Free ride, New Orleans, stay in grand hotel
Meet Creole gal who help you come out of your shell
Meet Creole gal who help you come out of your shell

If I should live to be ninety, I will never forget
The little shrimp and the song he sang as he jumped into the net

Goodbye mama shrimp, papa shake my hand
Here come the shrimp boat for to take me to Louisian'
Here come the shrimp boat for to take me to Louisian'

Here come the shrimper for to take me to Louisian'
Here come the shrimper for to take me to Louisian'
Here come the shrimper for to take me to Louisian'

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Vrolijke Violen


Vrolijke Violen
Composer(s): Boudewijn de Groot; H.P. De Boer
Performer(s): Boudewijn De Groot



Dus je bent dit leven meer dan zat
Dus je wilt wat meer van dit en dat
Dus je wilt dus eigenlijk van alles wat
Zo ken ik jou dus weer

De dagen gaan zo leeg voorbij
Geen mens doet meer een stap opzij
Er zit geen greintje gein meer bij
En dat wil jij dus niet meer

Nou, maak je borst maar nat
Jij hebt niks en ik heb zat
Hier heb je wat vrolijke violen
Nou, zet je dan maar schrap
Want dit wordt de grote klap
Hier heb je een hap vrolijke violen

Ach ze jagen je constant op de kast
En Leiden is nog steeds in last
Je zit aan alle kanten vast en bij de pakken neer
Je bent volslagen doorgedraaid
Genept, genomen, neergemaaid, gepakt, gefokt en opgenaaid
En dat trek jij dus niet meer

Nou, maak je borst maar nat
Jij hebt niks en ik heb zat
Hier heb je wat vrolijke violen
Nou, zet je dan maar schrap
Want dit wordt de grote klap
Hier heb je een hap vrolijke violen

De nachten zijn zo koud en lang
Gezichten grijnzen op 't behang
En alles smaakt je veel te wrang
En dat wil jij dus niet meer

Je wilt niet meer in zak en as
Met iedereen in de ganzenpas
Nee, jij wilt languit in het gras
En zo ken ik jou dus weer

Nou, maak je borst maar nat
Jij hebt niks en ik heb zat
Hier heb je wat vrolijke violen
Nou, zet je dan maar schrap
Want dit wordt de grote klap
Hier heb je een hap vrolijke violen

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