Categorie: Eng. Songs

Hold That Tiger
Performer(s): Claude King



(Oooh where's that tiger now)
Where's that tiger where's that tiger where's that tiger where's that tiger
Hold that tiger hold that tiger hold that tiger hold that tiger
Hold him choke him kick him pokin'
Where's that tiger where's that tiger where oh where can he be
Low or highbrow they all cry now where can that tiger be

Whip it hard till it moans whip it hard till it groans let her grip start to clip its claw
Where's that tiger...

Where's that tiger where's that tiger where oh where can he be
Low or highbrow they all cry now where can that tiger be

Eng. Songs

Don't Call Us, We'll Call You
Composer(s): Jerry Corbetta - John Carter
Performer(s): Jerry Corbetta & Sugarloaf; The Bollock Brothers



A Long distance directory assistance, area code 212
Say hey, A and R this is mister rhythm and blues
He said hello, and put me on hold
To say the least the cat was cold
He said, don't call us child we'll call you

I said, you got my number
He said yeah, I got it when you walked in the door
Don't call us, we'll call you
Don't call us, we'll call you

I got your name from a friend of a friend
who said he used to work with you
Remember the all night creature from stereo ninety two
Yeah I said could you relate to our quarter track tape
You know the band performs in the nude
He said uh huh don't call us child we'll call you

Listen kid you paid for the call
You ain't bad but we've heard it all before
And it sounds like John, Paul and George

Any way, we cut a hit and we toured a bit
with a song he said he couldn't use
And now he calls and begs and crawls
It's telephone deja vu
We got percentage points and lousy joints
And all the glitter we can use, Mama
So, uh huh, don't call us now, we'll call you

Listen kid you paid for the call
You ain't bad but I've heard it all before
Don't call us, we'll call you
Don't call us
Don't call us, we'll call you

Eng. Songs

Lovin' Things
Composer(s): Arthur Schroeck - Jet Loring
Performer(s): The Ventures
and multiple other artists



It's the lovin' things you do
That make me grow so close to you
You know I want you my whole life through
For the lovin' things, baby, that you do

It's the lovin' things you say
That give me comfort every day
By your side I'm gonna sleep
These lovin' things that you see

Since the day our love began
I've become a new big happy man
I can hold my head up high
When you are near I touch the sky

With your soft & sweet caress
You've brought me such tenderness
You'd think I was once forsaken
With your kiss I've been awakened

It's the lovin' things you do
That make me grow so close to you
You know I want you my whole life through
For the lovin' things, baby, that you do

With your soft & sweet caress
You've brought me such tenderness
Your smile from your young face
You give me back my inspiration

It's the lovin' things we share
That assures me now you care
Offer is gone, it's so perfect there
For the lovin' things that we share

It's the lovin' things you do
That make me grow so close to you
You know I want you my whole life through
For the lovin' things, baby, that you do...

Eng. Songs

Candy Sweet
Performer(s): Pat Boone



Your lips are cherry pink
Your eyes are apple green
You are picture pretty
As a movie queen

Oh, my darling
You're such a treat
Mmm, best of all
Your love is candy sweet

Your heart is diamond precious
Pure and orchid red
Soft as baby tender
Warm as summer air

Oh, my darling
You can't be beat
Mmm, best of all
Your love is candy sweet

Every kiss you give me
Thrills me through and through
Well, I just want to hold and
Squeeze all your love from me

You're so lovey dovey
You're my hearts delight
I just want to love you
Every day and night

Oh, my darling
You're such a treat
Mmm, best of all
Your love is candy sweet

Mmm, best of all
Your love is candy sweet
Mmm, best of all
Your love is candy sweet

Eng. Songs

Daniel Cowman
((Adapted from: Beddy-Bye (Bert Kaempfert & His Orch.) - 1966))
Composer(s): Bert Kaempfert - Regina Spektor
Performer(s): Regina Spektor - 2002

Versions In Other Languages:
1966 - Strangers In The Night (Frank Sinatra)
1966 - Étrangers Dans La Nuit (Dania Rika)
1966 - Solo Più Che Mai (Johnny Dorelli)
1966 - Vreemden In De Nacht (Nicole Carvenn)
1966 - Tusen Och En Natt (Gunnar Wiklund)
1966 - Natten Drog Forbi (Otto Brandenburg)
1968 - Putniki V Nochi (Emil Gorovets)
1981 - Strangers In De Nijt (De Strangers)



On the day that Daniel Cowman stopped existing
The world should have ended right then and there
At precisely four-fifteen when he stopped existing
The world should have ended
How could it go on?
How could it go on?
How could it go on?

Oh and I don't exist
I don't exist [repeats]

So now that we've got that straight
Doesn't mean that I can fly
Doesn't mean I that I can go do whatever I want
Now that we've got that clear
And you know that I'm not here
Doesn't mean that I can go do whatever I please

The premature ejaculation of his death
(sentence) hit Daniel in the face like a big round spitball hwk-pfffff
And everything got hazy in the courtroom and then he stood up
And then he sat back down another two times in the row
And everything got real slow like a gunshot in the movies
And he remembered heroin boy walking in through the door
Bouncing off the walls and the floor
Taking off his belt taking off his pants
Filling up the bathtub
Getting ready to go in for a swim
Singing I don't exist
I don't exist [repeats]

And now that we've got that straight
Doesn't mean that I can fly
Doesn't mean that I can go do whatever I want
Now that we've got that clear
And you know that I'm not here
Doesn't mean that I can go do whatever I please
And you start remembering and remembering and remembering
And remembering...

The heroin boy, he walked through the door
And he was screaming
And I was like 'why's you screaming like it's the end of the world?'
And he was like 'well it is'
And I was sitting in the corner with my pants down
And I was sure that someone next door was blowing up balloons
And it was red and orange

And there was that swell lady at the bar just tryin to buy gin
And there was this other lady at the bar and she was tryin to sell gin
It worked out good for the boths of them

And heroin boy started taking off his belt
Started taking off his pants
Started taking off his shoes
Started filling up the bathtub
Getting ready to go in for a swim
I says "No-o
You're goin to drown
He says 'No
I can't drown
Simply because...

Shhhhhhh

A man destined to hang
Can never drown
A man destined to hang
Can never drown
A man destined to hang
Can never ever drown

A man destined to drown
Can never burn
A man destined to drown
Can never burn
A man destined to drown
Can never ever burn

A man destined to fry
Can never ever ever
A man destined to fry
Can never ever ever
A man destined to fry
Can never ever ever die...
In any other way but frying
Lucky that I'm dying
By hanging and not drowning

So now that we've got that straight
Can't I just be left alone?
I want to take a ***** bath

Eng. Songs

Ibiza
Composer(s): B. Corbett
Performer(s): Barry & Eileen



This old town is might cold
No-one laughs a lot
All my stories have been told
And some ain't worth a jot

Got to get away from here
Find myself some fun
Gonna take the next plain out
And fly into the sun

So we're flying away to Ibiza
Takin' a plain to Ibiza
Seein' my sweet senorita
(I'm waiting for my senor)

Goin' again to Ibiza
Can't wait to be there once more
I learned of love
The sun up above
Ibiza, senor, por vavor

Tired of this old city life
Man it's getting rough
Sick of all this nine to five
I've really had enough

Seems my life is full of rose
Overdue for hice
Got to ride that big wifeherd
Into those sunny skies

So we're flying away to Ibiza
Takin' a plain to Ibiza
Seein' my sweet senorita
(I'm waiting for my senor)

Goin' again to Ibiza
Can't wait to be there once more
I learned of love
The sun up above
Ibiza, senor, por vavor

Flying away to Ibiza
Takin' a plain to Ibiza
Seein' my sweet senorita
(I'm waiting for my senor)

Goin' again to Ibiza
Can't wait to be there once more
I learned of love
The sun up above
Ibiza, senor, por vavor

Flying away to Ibiza
Flying away to Ibiza
Flying away to Ibiza
Flying away to Ibiza
Flying away to Ibiza

Eng. Songs

Everybody Loves To Cha Cha Cha
Composer(s): Barbara Campbell - Barbara Mayson Campbell - Sam Cooke
Performer(s): Sam Cooke
and multiple other artists



Little Frankie went down to the barroom, she asked for a glass of beer
She said, "Hey, bartender, has my Johnny been here?"
"He's my man but he's done me wrong"

The bartender said "Frankie, ya know I won't tell ya no lie"
"He left here about a minute ago with a gal named Alice Fry"
"He's your man, but he's doin' you wrong"

Frankie was a good little woman, surely everybody knows
She paid one hundred dollars for Johnny's new suit of clothes
She loved her man but he done her wrong

Well then Frankie went down Broadway with a razor in her hand
She said "Stand back, all you women, I'm here for my cheatin' man"
"Yes, he's my man but he's done me wrong"

It was on a Friday mornin' about a ha'past nine o'clock
Frankie pulled her 44 and fired three fatal shots
She shot her man 'cause he done her wrong

(Why dontcha run, Frankie?) they said (Frankie why don't you run?)
'cause here come the Chief Of Police with the 44 smokeless gun
You killed your man, we know he done you wrong

Yeah, he done you wrong, Frankie
You shoulda shot him forty times
I'm a witness, Frankie, I was there
When you shot that man I saw...

Eng. Songs

Hooka Tooka
Performer(s): Chubby Checker



Hooka Tooka my soda cracker
Does your momma chaw tobacca
If ya momma chaw tobacca, say
Hooka Tooka my soda cracker
Hooka Tooka my soda cracker
Does your momma chaw tobacca
If ya momma chaw tobacca,say
Hooka Tooka my soda cracker
Who your love, Who your love I say
You know I love my mother-in-law
If your love momma like you say
Why can't momma chaw
Everybody yup
Hooka Tooka my soda cracker
Does your momma chaw tobacca
If ya momma chaw tobacca, say
Hooka Tooka my soda cracker
Momma loves momma loves you all
And you know I'm her son-in-law
If you love me like you say you do
Chaw tobacca too
Hey Ar
Hooka Tooka my soda cracker
Does your momma chaw tobacca
If ya momma chaw tobacca, say
Hooka Tooka my soda cracker
Hooka Tooka my soda cracker
Hooka Tooka my soda cracker...

Eng. Songs

Tom Dooley
((Dutch Version: Tom Dooley (Bobbejaan Schoepen))
Composer(s): Alan Lomax - Frank Warner
Performer(s): The Kingston Trio
and multiple other artists



Hang down your head Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head Tom Dooley
Poor boy you're bound to die

I met her on the mountain
There I took her life
I met her on the mountain
Stabbed her with a knife

Hang down your head Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head Tom Dooley
Poor boy you're bound to die

This time tomorrow
Reckon where I'll be
If it hadn't of been for Grayson
I'd have been in Tennessee

Hang down your head Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head Tom Dooley
Poor boy you're bound to die

This time tomorrow
Reckon where I'll be
Down in some lonesome canyon
Hanging from a wide oak tree

Hang down your head Tom Dooley
Hang down your head and cry
Hang down your head Tom Dooley
Poor boy you're bound to die

Eng. Songs

Tom Cat Blues
Composer(s): Jelly Roll Morton
Performer(s): Freddie Spruell
and multiple other artists



It was late las' night, I tried so hard to sleep
It was late las' night and I tried so hard to sleep
When a mean old tom cat started on his midnight creep

Tomcats in my window, tomcats all around my door
Tomcats in my window, tomcats all around my door
Never heard so much moanin' and whinin' all my life before

I don't trust no tomcat, he got such an evil eye
I don't trust no tomcat. got such an evil eye
He's a' sneakin' and mistreatin', doubt it if that ain't no lie

A tomcat man is tryin' to break up my home
A tomcat man is tryin' to break up my home
That's why it makes me mad when I hear a tomcat moan

Oh Mr Tomcat, get some pussy of your own
Mr Tomcat, get some pussy of your own
Or you will lose your nine lives if you don't let my be

Eng. Songs