The credits are (Gillespie-Paparelli-Hendricks), so I don't know how much of the words below are Jon Hendricks and how much are 'Paparelli'. My best guess is that these words are by Paparelli, whoever he/she is, and that Hendricks' contribution was the words to the jazz improvisation (the Charlie Parker solo), which appear on the Manhattan Transfer album 'Vocalese' sung by Hendricks himself [indecipherably, for the most part]. Ella's version includes only the main head of the song:

As Time Goes By

(Hupfeld)

This day and age we're living in
Gives cause for apprehension
With speed and new invention
And things like fourth dimension
Yet we get a trifle weary
With Mr. Einstein's theory
So we must get down to earth at times
Relax relieve the tension
And no matter what the progress
Or what may yet be proved
The simple facts of life are such
They cannot be removed

You must remember this
A kiss is still a kiss, a sigh is just a sigh
The fundamental things apply
As time goes by

And when two lovers woo
They still say, "I love you"
On that you can rely
No matter what the future brings
As time goes by

Moonlight and love songs
Never out of date
Hearts full of passion
Jealousy and hate
Woman needs man
And man must have his mate
That no one can deny

Well, it's still the same old story
A fight for love and glory
A case of do or die
The world will always welcome lovers
As time goes by
Oh yes, the world will always welcome lovers
As time goes by

Ballad of a thin man (Bob Dylan)

You walk into the room

With your pencil in your hand

You see somebody naked

And you say, "Who is that man?"

You try so hard

But you don't understand

Just what you'll say

When you get home

Because something is happening here

But you don't know what it is

Do you, Mister Jones?

You raise up your head

And you ask, "Is this where it is?"

And somebody points to you and says

"It's his"

And you say, "What's mine?"

And somebody else says, "Where what is?"

And you say, "Oh my God

Am I here all alone?"

Because something is happening here

But you don't know what it is

Do you, Mister Jones?

You hand in your ticket

And you go watch the geek

Who immediately walks up to you

When he hears you speak

And says, "How does it feel

To be such a freak?"

And you say, "Impossible"

As he hands you a bone

Because something is happening here

But you don't know what it is

Do you, Mister Jones?

You have many contacts

Among the lumberjacks

To get you facts

When someone attacks your imagination

But nobody has any respect

Anyway they already expect you

To just give a check

To tax-deductible charity organizations

You've been with the professors

And they've all liked your looks

With great lawyers you have

Discussed lepers and crooks

You've been through all of

F. Scott Fitzgerald's books

You're very well read

It's well known

Because something is happening here

But you don't know what it is

Do you, Mister Jones?

Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you

And then he kneels

He crosses himself

And then he clicks his high heels

And without further notice

He asks you how it feels

And he says, "Here is your throat back

Thanks for the loan"

Because something is happening here

But you don't know what it is

Do you, Mister Jones?

Now you see this one-eyed midget

Shouting the word "NOW"

And you say, "For what reason?"

And he says, "How?"

And you say, "What does this mean?"

And he screams back, "You're a cow

Give me some milk

Or else go home"

Because something is happening here

But you don't know what it is

Do you, Mister Jones?

Well, you walk into the room

Like a camel and then you frown

You put your eyes in your pocket

And your nose on the ground

There ought to be a law

Against you comin' around

You should be made

To wear earphones

Because something is happening here

But you don't know what it is, Do you, Mister Jones?

BELLA CIAO

Chant des partisans antifascistes italiens durant la 2^nde GM

Una matina, mi son alzatto,

O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao !

Una matina, mi son alzatto,

E ho trovato l’invasor.

Oh partigiano, porta mi via,

O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao !

Oh partigiano, porta mi via,

Che mi sento di morir.

E se io muoio da partigiano,

O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao !

E se io muoio da partigiano

Tu mi devi sepellir.

E sepellire lassu in montagna,

O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao !

E sepellire lassu in montagna

Sotto l’ombra di un bel fior.

E le genti que passerano,

O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao !

E le genti que passerano

Mi dirano : Que bel fior !

E questo è il fiore del partigiano,

O bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao, ciao, ciao !

E questo è il fiore del partigiano

Morto per la liberta,

E questo è il fiore del partigiano

Morto per la liberta ! (bis)

Bewitched

Intro] After one whole quart of brandy

Like a daisy, Im awake

With no bromo-seltzer handy

I dont even shake

Men are not a new sensation

Ive done pretty well I think

But this half-pint imitation

Put me on the blink

A] I’m wild again, beguiled again

A simpering, whimpering child again

Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - am i

A] Couldnt sleep and wouldnt sleep

When love came and told me, I shouldnt sleep

Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - am i

B] Lost my heart, but what of it

He is cold I agree

He can laugh, but I love it

Although the laughs on me

A’] Ill sing to him, each spring to him

And long, for the day when Ill cling to him

Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - am i

Intro] Hes a fool and dont I know it

But a fool can have his charms

Im in love and dont I show it

Like a babe in arms

Loves the same old sad sensation

Lately Ive not slept a wink

Since this half-pint imitation

Put me on the blink

A] I’ve sinned a lot, I’m mean a lot

But I’m like sweet seventeen a lot

Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - am i

A] Ill sing to him, each spring to him

And worship the trousers that cling to him

Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - am i

B] When he talks, he is seeking

Words to get, off his chest

Horizontally speaking, hes at his very best

A’] Vexed again, perplexed again

Thank god, I can be oversexed again

Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - am i

A] Wise at last, my eyes at last,

Are cutting you down to your size at last

Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - no more

A] Burned a lot, but learned a lot

And now you are broke, so you earned a lot

Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - no more

B] Couldnt eat, was dispeptic

Life was so hard to bear

Now my hearts antiseptic

Since you moved out of there

A’] Romance, finis. your chance, finis.

Those ants that invaded my pants, finis.

Bewitched, bothered and bewildered - no more

Black Coffee

I'm feelin' mightly lonesome,
Haven't slept a wink,
I walk the floor and watch the door
and in between I drink.....
Black coffee,
Love's a hand me down brew
I'll never know a Sunday
in this week day room.
I'm talking to the shadows
1 o'clock to four,
and lord how slow the moments go
when all I do is pour
Black coffee
Since the blues caught my eye.
I'm hanging out on Monday,
My Sunday dreams to dry.

Now a man is born to go a lovin'
A woman's born to weep and fret
To stay at home and tend her oven
And drown her past regrets
in coffee and cigarettes.

I'm moonin' all the mornin'
mournin' all the night
and in between it's nicotine and not much heart to fight
Black coffee

Feelin' low as the ground,
it's drivin' me crazy, this waitin' for my baby
To maybe come around.
My nerves have gone to pieces

My hair is turnin' grey
All I do is drink black coffee,
Since my man's gone away.

Bridge Over Troubled Water

(Johnny Cash )

When you’re weary, feeling small

When tears are in your eyes, I will dry them all

I’m on your side when times get rough

And friends just can’t be found

Like a bridge over troubled water

I will lay me down

Like a bridge over troubled water

I will lay me down

When you’re down and out

When you’re on the street

When evening falls so hard

I will comfort you

I’ll take your part

When darkness comes

And pain is all around

Like a bridge over troubled water

I will lay me down

Like a bridge over troubled water

I will lay me down

Sail on silvergirl

Sail on by

Your time has come to shine

All your dreams are on their way

See how they shine

If you need a friend

I’m sailing right behind

Like a bridge over troubled water

I will ease your mind

Like a bridge over troubled water

I will ease your mind

Ecoutable : http://www.hit-country-music-lyrics.com/johnnycashlyrics-bridgeovertroubledwater.html

Caravan

Night and stars above that shine so bright
The myst'ry of their fading light
That shines upon our caravan

Sleep upon my shoulder as we creep
Across the sand so I may keep
The mem'ry of our caravan

This is so exciting
You are so inviting
Resting in my arms
As I thrill to the magic charms

Of you beside me here beneath the blue
My dream of love is coming true
Within our desert caravan!

Artist: Tony Bennett
This version did not chart but
It charted twice in 1937: Duke Ellington (# 4) and Barney Bigard (# 20). In 1949 Billy Eckstine took it to # 27
In 1953 Ralph Marterie hit # 6 and The Esquire Boys managed # 27.
Words by Irving Mills and music by Duke Ellington and Juan Tizol

CHIM CHIM CHER-EE

Chim chiminey

Chim chim cher-ee!

A sweep is as lucky

As lucky can be

Chim chiminey

Chim chim cher-oo!

Good luck will rub off when

I shake 'ands with you

Or blow me a kiss

And that's lucky too

Now as the ladder of life

'As been strung

You may think a sweep's

On the bottommost rung

Though I spends me time

In the ashes and smoke

In this 'ole wide world

There's no 'appier bloke

Up where the smoke is

All billered and curled

'Tween pavement and stars

Is the chimney sweep world

When the's 'ardly no day

Nor 'ardly no night

There's things 'alf in shadow

And 'alf way in light

On the roof tops of London

Coo, what a sight!

I choose me bristles with pride

Yes, I do

A broom for the shaft

And a broom for the flume

Though I'm covered with soot

From me 'ead to me toes

A sweep knows 'e's welcome

Wherever 'e goes

Chim chiminey

Chim chim cher-ee!

When you're with a sweep

You're in glad company

No where is there

A more 'appier crew

Than them wot sings

"Chim chim cher-ee

Chim cher-oo!"

On the chim chiminey

Chim chim cher-ee

Chim cher-oo!

CORCOVADO

QUIET NIGHTS OF QUIET STARS,

QUIET CHORDS FROM MY GUITAR
FLOATING IN THE SILENCE THAT SURROUNDS US

QUIET THOUGHTS AND QUIET DREAMS,

QUIET WALKS BY QUIET STREAMS,

AND A WINDOW
LOOKING ON THE MOUNTAINS

AND THE SEA.
HOW LOVELY!

THIS IS WHERE I WANT TO BE.
HERE, WITH YOU SO CLOSE TO ME,

UNTILL THE FINAL FLICKER OF LIFES EMBER.
I, WHO WAS LOST AND LONELY, BELIEVING LIFE WAS ONLY
A BITTER TRAGIC JOKE, HAVE FOUND WITH YOU
THE MEANING OF EXISTENCE OH, MY LOVE

Am6 G#m5+/6

Um cantinho, um violão

Este amor, uma canção

Gm7 C7/9- F7+

Pra fazer feliz a quem se ama

Fm7 A#7/9

Muita calma pra pensar

Em7 A7/5+

E ter tempo pra sonhar

D7/9 Dm7

Da janela vê-se o Corcovado

G7 C7+

O Redentor, que lindo

Am6 G#m5+/6

Quero a vida sempre assim

Com você perto de mim

Gm7 C7/9- F7+

Até o apagar da velha chama

Fm7 A#7/9

E eu que era triste

Em7 A7/5+

Descrente desse mundo

Dm7 G7 Gm6b A7/5+

Ao encontrar você eu conheci

Dm7 G7/5+ C7+/9

O que é a felicidade, meu amor

CHEEK TO CHEEK

Heaven, I’m in heaven

And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak

And I seem to find the happiness I seek

When we’re out together dancing cheek to cheek

Heaven, I’m in heaven

And the cares that hung around me through the week

Seem to vanish like a gambler’s lucky streak

When we’re out together dancing (swinging) cheek to cheek

Oh I love to climb a mountain

And reach the highest peak

But it doesn’t thrill (boot) me half as much

As dancing cheek to cheek

Oh I love to go out fishing

In a river or a creek

But I don’t enjoy it half as much

As dancing cheek to cheek

(come on and) dance with me

I want my arm(s) about you

That (those) charm(s) about you

Will carry me through...

(right up) to heaven, I’m in heaven

And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak

And I seem to find the happiness I seek

When we’re out together dancing, out together dancing (swinging)

Out together dancing cheek to cheek

Chega de Saudade

(Tom Jobim e Vinícius de Moraes)

Int.: Dm7

Vai minha tristeza e diz à ela

Que sem ela não pode ser

Diz-lhe numa prece que ela regresse

Porque eu não posso mais sofrer

Chega de saudade, a realidade é que sem ela

Não há paz, não há beleza, é só tristeza

E a melancolia que não sai de mim, não sai de mim, não sai

Mas se ela voltar, se ela voltar

Que coisa linda, que coisa louca

Pois há menos peixinhos a nadar no mar

Do que os beijinhos que eu darei na sua boca

Dentro dos meus braços os abraços hão de ser milhões de abraços

Apertado assim, colado assim, calado assim

Abraços e beijinhos e carinhos sem ter fim

Que é pra acabar com esse negócio de viver longe de mim

Não quero mais esse negócio de você viver assim

Vamos deixar desse negócio de você viver sem mim

Cry me a river

Now you say you're lonely
You cried the long night through
Well, you can cry me a river
Cry me a river
I cried a river over you
Now you say you're sorry
For being so untrue
Well, you can cry me a river
Cry me a river
I cried a river over you
You drove me,
Nearly drove me out of my head
While you never shed a tear
Remember?
I remember all that you said
Told me love was to plebeian
Told me you were through with me
Now you say you love me
Well, just to prove you do
Cry me a river
Cry me a river
I cried a river over you
You drove me
Nearly drove me out of my head
While you never shed a tear
Remember?
I remember all that you said
Told me love was to plebeian
Told me you were through with me...
And now you say you love me
Well, just to prove that you do...
Come on! Come on!
Cry me a river...
Cry me a river...
I cried a river over you
I cried a river over you...

Dance me to the end of love (Leonard Cohen)

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin

Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in

Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove

Dance me to the end of love

Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone

Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon

Show me slowly what I only know the limits of

Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on

Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long

We're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above

Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the children who are asking to be born

Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn

Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn

Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin

Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in

Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove

Dance me to the end of love

Day In The Life Of A Fool

A day in the life of a fool.
A sad and a long, lonely day.
I walk the avenue
And hope I'll run into
The welcome sight of you
coming my way.

I stop just across
from your door,
But you're never home
anymore.

So back to my room
and there in the gloom
I cry
tears of goodbye.

'Til you come back to me,
that's the way it will be
ev'ry day in the life of a fool.

Desperado (Johnny Cash)

Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?

You been out ridin' fences for so long now.

Oh, you're a hard one,

But I know that you've got your reasons.

These things that are pleasin' you,

Can hurt you somehow.

Don't you draw the queen of diamonds, boy,

She'll beat you if she's able.

Know the queen of hearts is always your best bet.

Now it seems to me, some fine things,

Have been laid upon your table.

But you only want the things that you can't get.

Desperado, oh, you ain't gettin' no younger:

Your pain and your hunger, they're drivin' you home.

And freedom, oh freedom,

Well, that's just some people talkin'

Your prison is walking,

Through this world all alone.

And don't your feet get cold in the winter time?

The sky won't snow, the sun won't shine

It's hard to tell the night time from the day

You're loosin' all your highs and lows

Ain't it funny how the feeling,

Goes away?

Desperado, why don't you come to your senses?

Come down from your fences, and open the gate

It may be rainin', but there's a rainbow above you,

You better let somebody love you,

Before it's too late.

Ecoutable : http://www.hit-country-music-lyrics.com/johnnycashlyrics -desperado.html

Don't know why (Norah Jones)

I waited 'til I saw the sun
I don't know why I didn't come
I left you by the house of fun
I don't know why I didn't come
I don't know why I didn't come

When I saw the break of day
I wished that I could fly away
Instead of kneeling in the sand
Catching teardrops in my hand

My heart is drenched in wine
But you'll be on my mind
Forever

Out across the endless sea
I would die in ecstasy
But I'll be a bag of bones
Driving down the road alone

My heart is drenched in wine
But you'll be on my mind
Forever

Something has to make you run
I don't know why I didn't come
I feel as empty as a drum
I don't know why I didn't come
I don't know why I didn't come

DOWN BY THE RIVERSIDE

DOWN BY THE RIVERSIDE, GONNA LAY MY BURDEN DOWN
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AIN'T GONNA STUDY, WAR NO MORE
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I AIN'T GONNA STUDY, WAR NO MORE
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STUDY, WAR NO MORE
I AIN'T GONNA STUDY, WAR NO MORE
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AIN'T GONNA STUDY, WAR NO MORE
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DOWN BY THE RIVERSIDE,
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Dream a little dream of me

(W.Schwant/F.Andre/G.Kahn)

Stars shining bright above you
Night breezes seem to whisper I love you
Birds singing in the sycamore tree
Dream a little dream of me

Say nighty night and kiss me
just hold me tight and tell me you miss me
While I'm alone and blue as can be
Dream an little dream of me

Stars fading but I linger on dear
still craving your kiss
now I'm longing to linger till dawn dear
just saying this

Sweet dreams till something find you
sweet dream that leave your worries behind you
But in your dreams whatever they be
Dream a little dream of me

But fading but I linger on dear
still craving your kiss
but I'm longing to linger till dawn
just saying this

But in your dreams whatever they be
you gotta make me a promise
promise to me
you'll dream a little dream of me

French Version

Ce souvenir je te le rends.
Des souvenirs, tu sais j'en ai tellement.
Puisqu'on reva de jours errants.
Pas la peine de changer trop...

Ce souvenir je te le prends.
Des souvenirs, comme ca j'en ai tout le temps.
Si par erreur la vie nous separe,
J'le sortirai d'mon tiroir.

J'reve les yeux ouverts.
Ca m'fait du bien.
Ca ne va pas plus loin.
J'vais pas voir derriere
Puisque j'aime bien.
Vivement demain.

Un dernier verre de sherry.
Du sherry mon amant quand je m'ennuie.
Tous les jours se ressemblent a present.
Tu me manques terriblement...

This memory I'm giving back to you.
These memories, you know I have so many.
Since we dreamed of passing days
No need to change too much.

This memory I'm taking from you.
Memories like that happen to me all the time.
If life mistakenly sets us apart,
I'll get it from my drawer.

I dream with my eyes open.
It feels good.
It does not go any farther.
I don't look back
Since I feel good.
I wish tomorrow would come quick.

A last glass of sherry.
Sherry, my love, when I feel sad.
All days look alike to me now.
I miss you so terribly.

Translation: Professor Jacques Bereaud
Cornell University Compiled by: mulder@wow.com

EL PASO DEL EBRO

Chant des Républicains durant la guerre d’Espagne

El Ejercito del Ebro

Rum bala rum bala rum ba ba !

Una noche el rio paso,

Ay Carmela, ay Carmela.

Y las tropas invasoras

Rum bala rum bala rum ba ba !

Buena paliza les dio,

Ay Carmela, ay Carmela.

El furor de los traidores

Rum bala rum bala rum ba ba !

Lo descarga su aviacion,

Ay Carmela, ay Carmela.

Pero nada pueden bombas

Rum bala rum bala rum ba ba !

Donde sobra corazon,

Ay Carmela, ay Carmela.

Contraataques muy rabiosos

Rum bala rum bala rum ba ba !

Deberemos resistir,

Ay Carmela, ay Carmela.

Pero igual que combatimos

Rum bala rum bala rum ba ba !

Prometemos combatir,

Ay Carmela, ay Carmela.

El Ejercito del Ebro

Rum bala rum bala rum ba ba !

El Ejercito del Ebro !

Essa Moça Tá Diferente (Chico Buarque)

Essa moça tá diferente

Já não me conhece mais

Está pra lá de pra frente

Está me passando pra trás

Essa moça tá decidida

A se supermodernizar

Ela só samba escondida

Que é pra ninguém reparar

Eu cultivo rosas e rimas

Achando que é muito bom

Ela me olha de cima

E vai desinventar o som

Faço-lhe um concerto de flauta

E não lhe desperto emoção

Ela quer ve o astronauta

Descer na televisão

Mas o tempo vai

Mas o tempo vem

Ela me desfaz

Mas o que é que tem

Que ela só me guarda despeito

Que ela só me guarda desdém

Mas o tempo vai

Mas o tempo vem

Ela me desfaz

Mas o que é que tem

Se do lado esquerdo do peito

No fundo, ela ainda me quer bem

Essa moça tá diferente (etc.)

Essa moça é a tal da janela

Que eu me cansei de cantar

E agora está só na dela

Botando só pra quebrar

Mas o tempo vai (etc.)

Everytime we say goodbye (Cole Porter)

Everytime we say goodbye, I die a little,
Everytime we say goodbye, I wonder why a little,
Why the Gods above me, who must be in the know.
Think so little of me, they allow you to go.
When you're near, there's such an air of spring about it,
I can hear a lark somewhere, begin to sing about it,
There's no love song finer, but how strange the change from major to minor,
Everytime we say goodbye.

When you're near, there's such an air of spring about it,
I can hear a lark somewhere, begin to sing about it,
There's no love song finer, but how strange the change from major to minor,
Everytime we say goodbye.

Falling In Love Again – (Marlene Dietrich)

Falling in love again
Never wanted to
What am I to do
I can't help it

Love's always been my game
Play it how I may
I was made that way
I can't help it

Men cluster to me
Like moths around a flame
And if their wings burn
I know I'm not to blame

Falling in love again
Never wanted to
What am I to do
I can't help it

Fever

Never know how much I love you
Never know how much I care,
When you put your arms around me
I get a fever that's so hard to bear
You give me fever, when you kiss me
Fever when you hold me tight.
Fever, in the morning,
Fever all though the night.
Sun lights up the daytime,
Moon lights up the night
And I light up when you call my name
And Oooh I'm gonna treat you right
You give me fever
When you kiss me
Fever when you hold me tight
Fever, in the morning
Fever all through the night.
Everybody's got the fever,
That is something you oughta know
Fever isn't such a new thing
Fever started long ago.
Romeo loved Juliet, Juliet she felt the same
When he put his arms around her,
He said julie baby you're my flame
Now give me fever, when we kiss,
Fever with that flame in use
Fever, I'm on fire, fever yeah I burn forsooth.

Captain Smith & Pocahontas
Had a very mad affair
when her daddy tried to kill him,
She said daddy oh don't you dare
He give me fever,
With his kisses, fever when he holds me tight
Fever I'm his mrs
Daddy won' t you treat him right
Now you've listened to my story,
Here's the point that I have made
Chicks were born to give you fever
Be it farenheit or centigrade
They give you fever
When you kiss them, fever if you live you learn
Fever, till you sizzle

Fly me to the moon

(Bart Howard)

(Artist: Frank Sinatra, Count Basie)

Intro:
Poets often use many words to say a simple thing.
It takes thought and time and rhyme to make a poem sing.
With music and words I've been playing.
For you I have written a song
To be sure that you'll know what I'm saying,
I'll translate as I go along.

Fly me to the moon
Let me sing among those stars
Let me see what spring is like
On Jupiter and Mars

In other words, hold my hand
In other words, baby kiss me

Fill my heart with song
Let me sing for ever more
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore

In other words, please be true
In other words, I love you

Frim Fram Sauce (Diana Krall)

I don't want french fried potatoes,
Red ripe tomatoes, I'm never satisfied,
I want the Frim Fram sauce with the ausanfey,
With shififah on the side

I don't want pork chops and bacon,
That won't awaken my appetite inside,
I want the Frim Fram sauce with the ausanfey,
With shififah on the side

Well, you know, a girl has really got to eat
And a girl, she should eat right
Five will get you ten
I'm gonna feed myself right tonight

I don't want fish cakes and rye bread,
You heard what I said, waiter please serve mine fried
I want the Frim Fram sauce with the ausanfey,
With shififah on the side

JohnnO also posted his thoughts on alt.music.lyrics:

There's a good reason that you couldn't decipher that part...because it's gibberish. In Nat's original version, there's a tip-off sentence that explains the whole thing. Here first is Diana's version, followed by Nat's. Each of them, by the way, uses a different gibberish line in the song, so each has been given the one specific to that performer.

Having said that, I must, in all fairness, give equal time to those who have a dissenting opinion. Quoting from the liner notes to Mosaic's 18-CD set, "Some older musicians contend that, while the title made as much sense as "Shoo Fly Pie," in fact there really was an "Ausen" bakery that served something called "chefafa" on the side."

Personally, I wonder more about what those "older musicians" had been drinking than what they had been eating...especially in light of Nat's final line.

There was a wealth of material to choose from for Nat, this being one of his most-recorded songs, including a V-disc recording and
at least 3 live versions that have been issued on CD alone, ALL of which include the final line that explains the whole thing. I went
with the domestically-released studio version for the transcript.

Anyway, it's a shame to realize that my dream girl has feet of clay... leaving out the joke without which the song makes no sense. But she compensates for it with a neat stride intro which sounds a lot like Fats Waller with a hangover...as opposed to Nat's own intro,
which sounds more like Art Tatum on 'ludes...and I must say it's refreshing to know that this is the second lyric from
Diana/Nat I've been asked to post here...

Diana Krall Frim Fram Sauce

All For You (A Dedication to The Nat King Cole Trio)

I don't want French-fried potatoes,
Red, ripe tomatoes.
I'm never satisfied.
I want the Frim Fram Sauce
With the oss and fay
With shifafa on the side.

I don't want pork chops and bacon.
That won't awaken
My appetite inside.
I want the Frim Fram Sauce
With the oss and fay
With shifafa on the side.

Well, you know,
A girl, she really got to eat,
And a girl, she should eat right.
Five will get you ten
I'm gonna feed myself right tonight.

I don't want fish-cakes and Rye bread,
You heard what I said.
Waiter, please, I want mine fried.
I want the Frim Fram Sauce
With the oss and fay
With shifafa on the side.

Shoo, doo-doo-doo-ya, doo, doo;
Shuuba doo-ya doo, sheeya-did'n'doo.

I don't want French-fried potatoes,
Red, ripe tomatoes.
I'm never satisfied.
I want the Frim Fram Sauce
With the oss and fay
With shifafa on the side.

I don't want pork chops and bacon.
That won't awaken
My appetite inside.
I want the Frim Fram Sauce
With the oss and fay
With shifafa on the side.

Now you know,
Girls. we really got to eat,
And you know we should eat right.
Five will get you ten
I'm gonna feed myself right tonight.

I don't want fish-cakes and Rye bread,
You heard what I said.
Waiter, please, I want mine fried.
I want the Frim Fram Sauce
With the oss and fay
With shifafa on the side.

Ooh, with shifafa, uh, on the side.

The Frim Fram Sauce
Nat King Cole/The King Cole Trio

I don't want French-fried potatoes,
Red, ripe tomatoes.
I'm never satisfied.
I want the Frim Fram Sauce
With feeossanfay
With shifafa on the side.
I don't want pork chops and bacon.
That won't awaken
My appetite inside.
I want the Frim Fram Sauce
With feeossanfay
With shifafa on the side.
A fella really got to eat,
An' a fella should eat right.
Five will get you ten
I'm gonna feed myself right tonight.
I don't want fish-cakes and Rye bread.
You heard what I said.
Waiter, please serve mine fried.
I want the Frim Fram Sauce
With feeossanfay
With shifafa on the side.
A fella really got to eat,
An' a fella should eat right.
Five will get you ten
I'm gonna feed myself right tonight.
I don't want fish-cakes and Rye bread.
You heard what I said.
Waiter, please serve mine fried.
I want the Frim Fram Sauce
With feeossanfay
With shifafa on the side.
Now, if you don't have it,
Just bring me a check for the water.

From this moment on (Cole Porter)

Now that we are close, no more nights morose,
Now that we are one, the beguine has just begun.
Now that we're side by side, the future looks so gay,
Now we are allibied when we say.......

From this moment on, you for me dear
Only two for tea dear, from this moment on,
From this happy day, no more blue songs,
Only whoop dee doo songs,
From this moment on.
For you've got the love I need so much,
Got the skin I love to touch,
Got the arms to hold me tight,
Got the sweet lips to kiss me goodnight,
From this moment on, you and I, babe,
We'll be ridin' high, babe.
Every care is gone, from this moment on.

Georgia on my mind

(Stuard Gorrell / Hoagy Carmichael)

Georgia
Georgia, the whole day through
Just an old sweet song keeps Georgia on my mind
Georgia
Georgia, a song of you
Comes as sweet and clean as moonlight through the pines
Other arms reach ot to me
Other eyes smile tenderly
Still in peaceful dreams I see the roads leads back to you
Georgia
Georgia, no peace I find
Just and on song keeps Georgia on my mind

Girl from Ipanema, The

Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, each one she passes goes - ah

When she walks, she's like a samba
That swings so cool and sways so gentle
That when she passes, each one she passes goes - ooh

(Ooh) But I watch her so sadly
How can I tell her I love her
Yes I would give my heart gladly
But each day, when she walks to the sea
She looks straight ahead, not at me

Tall, (and) tan, (and) young, (and) lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, I smile - but she doesn't see (doesn't see)

(She just doesn't see, she never sees me,...)

Garota de Ipanema
olha que coisa mais linda
mais cheia de graca e a menina que ven
e que passa
um doce balanco a caminho do mar

moca do corpo dourado do sol de ipamena
o seu balancado e mais que um poema
e a coisa mais linda que eu ja vi passar

ah...porque tudo e tao triste
ah...a beleza que existe
a beleza que nao e so minha
que tambem passa sozinha

ah. se ela soubesse que quando ela passa
o mundo sorrindo se enche de graca
e fica mais lindo por causa do amor...

Gole Sangam

gole sangam gole sangam

chibe gam az dele tangam

mesle af tab agar barman

natabi sardamo bi rangam

chorus:

gole sangam gole sangam

chibe gam az dele tangam

mesle af tab agar barman

natabi sardamo bi rangam

chorus

hameh a ham hameh dardam

mesle tufan doreh gardam

hameh a ham hameh dardam

mesle tufan doreh gardam

baden mastam ke tu sahro

mi picham doreh to me gardam

chorus

instr chorus

mesle baroon agar nabori

khabaraz haleh man nadori

bi to parpar misham doruzeh

deleh sangat baram misuzeh

gole sangam gole sangam

chibe gam az dele tangam

chorus

English Translation

I am a stone flower

what to say from my longing heart

like sun if not on me

doesn't shine I am cold and colorless

I am a stone flower

what to say from my longing heart

like sun if not on me

doesn't shine I am cold and colorless

I'm all sighs and all pain

like a storm I'm full of dust

I'm all sighs and all pain

like a storm I'm full of dust

a drunken wind in the desert

lost and going in circles around you

if you don't fall on me like rain

and you don't know how I'm doing

I'll be losing my petals in two days

your stone heart is softening for me

I am a stone flower

what to say from my longing heart

Hallelujah (Leonard Cohen)

I've heard there was a secret chord

That David played and it pleased the Lord

But you don't really care for music do you?

It goes like this

The fourth,

The fifth,

The minor fall, the major lift

The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah,

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof

You saw her bathing on the roof

Her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you

She tied you

To a kitchen chair

She broke your throne and cut your hair

And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah,

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Baby I've been here before

I know this room I've walked this floor

I used to live alone before I knew you

I've seen your flag on the Marble Arch

Love is not a Victory march

It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah,

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Now Maybe there's a God above

But all I ever learned from love

was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you

It's not a cry you can hear at night

It's not a pilgrim who's seen the light

It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah,

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

There was a time when you let me know

What was real and going on below

But now you never show it to me, do you?

And remember when I moved in you?

The Holy Dove was moving too

And every breath we drew was Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah,

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

You say I took the name in vain

But I don't even know the name

But if I did, well really, what's it to you?

There's a blaze of light in every word

It doesn't matter which you heard

The holy or the broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah,

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

I did my best, it wasn't much,

I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch,

I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you

And even though

It all went wrong

I'll stand before the Lord of Song

With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah,

Hallelujah, Hallelujah

HARD TIME KILLING FLOOR BLUES

Hard time here and everywhere you go

Times is harder than ever been before

And the people are driftin' from door to door

Can't find no heaven, I don't care where they go

Hear me tell you people, just before I go

These hard times will kill you just dry long so

Well, you hear me singin' my lonesome song

These hard times can last us so very long

If I ever get off this killin' floor

I'll never get down this low no more

No-no, no-no, I'll never get down this low no more

And you say you had money, you better be sure

'Cause these hard times will drive you from door to door

Sing this song and I ain't gonna sing no more

These hard times will drive you from door to door

IL EST 5H PARIS S’EVEILLE

Am Dm C E7

1 - Je suis le dauphin de la place Dauphine et la place Blanche a mauvaise mine

Am Dm C

Les camions sont pleins de lait, les balayeurs sont pleins de balais,

E7 A Bm E7 Am

Il est cinq heures. Paris s'éveille, Paris s'éveille.

2 - Les travestis vont se raser, les strip-teaseuses sont rhabillées

Les traversins sont écrasés, les amoureux sont fatigués,

3 - Le café est dans les tasses, les cafés nettoient leurs glaces

Et sur le boulevard Montparnasse la gare n'est plus qu'une carcasse

4 - Les banlieusards sont dans les gares, à La Villette on tranche le lard,

Paris by Night regagne les cars, les boulangers font des bâtards

5 - La Tour Eiffel a froid aux pieds, l'Arc de Triomphe est ranimé

Et l'obélisque est bien dressé entre la nuit et la journée

6 - Les journaux sont imprimés, les ouvriers sont déprimés

Les gens se lèvent, ils sont brimés, c'est l'heure où je vais me coucher

A Bm

Il est cinq heures, Paris se lève,

E7 Am

Il est cinq heures, je n'ai pas sommeil.

Il N'y A Pas d'Amour Heureux

(George Brassens, Louis Aragon)

Rien n'est jamais acquis à l'homme. Ni sa force

Ni sa faiblesse ni son coeur. Et quand il croit

Ouvrir ses bras son ombre est celle d'une croix

Et quand il croit serrer son bonheur il le broie

Sa vie est un étrange et douloureux divorce

Il n'y a pas d'amour heureux

Sa vie elle ressemble à ces soldats sans armes

Qu'on avait habillés pour un autre destin

À quoi peut leur servir de se lever matin

Eux qu'on retrouve au soir désoeuvrés incertains

Dites ces mots ma vie et retenez vos larmes

Il n'y a pas d'amour heureux

Mon bel amour mon cher amour ma déchirure

Je te porte en moi comme un oiseau blessé

Et ceux-là sans savoir nous regardent passer

Répétant après moi les mots que j'ai tressés

Et qui pour tes grands yeux tout aussitôt moururent

Il n'y a pas d'amour heureux

Le temps d'aprendre à vivre il est déjà trop tard

Que pleurent dans la nuit nos coeurs à l'unisson

Ce qu'il faut de malheur pour la moindre chanson

Ce qu'il faut de regrets pour payer un frisson

Ce qu'il faut de sanglots pour un air de guitare

Il n'y a pas d'amour heureux

Il n'y a pas d'amour qui ne soit douleur.

Il n'y a pas d'amour dont on ne soit meurtri.

Il n'y a pas d'amour dont on ne soit flétri.

Et pas plus que de toi l'amour de la patrie.

Il n'y a pas d'amour qui ne vive de pleurs.

Il n'y a pas d'amour heureux.

Mais c'est notre amour à tous les deux.

I Love Paris (Porter)

I love Paris in the spring time
I love Paris in the fall
I love Paris in the summer when it sizzles
I love Paris in the winter when it drizzles

I love Paris every moment
Every moment of the year
I love Paris, why oh why do I love Paris
Because my love is here

I'm beginning to see the light

(H.James/Ellington/J.Hodges/D.George)

I never cared much for moonlit skies
I never wink back at fireflies
But now that the stars are in your eyes
I'm beginning to see the light

I never went in for afterglow
Or candlelight on the mistletoe
But now when you turn the lamp down low
I'm beginning to see the light

Used to ramble through the park
Shadowboxing in the dark
Then you came and caused a spark
That's a four-alarm fire now

I never made love by lantern-shine
I never saw rainbows in my wine
But now that your lips are burning mine
I'm beginning to see the light

I Put a Spell on You

(Screamin' Jay Hawkins)

I put a spell on you
'Cause you're mine

You better stop the things you do
I ain't lyin'
No I ain't lyin'

You know I can't stand it
You're runnin' around
You know better daddy
I can't stand it cause you put me down

I put a spell on you
Because you're mine
You're mine

I love ya
I love you
I love you
I love you anyhow
And I don't care
if you don't want me
I'm yours right now

You hear me
I put a spell on you
Because you're mine

It ain't necessarily so (Gershwin)

Sportin' Life:
It ain't necessarily so,

All:
It ain't necessarily so.

Sportin' Life:
De t'ings dat yo li'ble
To read in de Bible -
It ain't necessarily so.

Li'l' David was small, but oh my!

All:
Li'l' David was small, but oh my!

Sportin' Life:
He fought Big Goliath
Who lay down and dieth -
Li'l' David was small, but oh my!
Wadoo!

Ensemble:
Wadoo!

Sportin' Life:
Zim bam boddle-oo!

Ensemble:
Zim bam boddle-oo!

Sportin' Life:
Hoodle ah da waah da!

Ensemble:
Hoodle ah da waah da!

Sportin' Life:
Scatty way!

Ensemble:
Scatty wah!

Sportin' Life:
Yeah!

Oh Jonah, he lived in de whale

All:
Oh Jonah, he lived in de whale.

Sportin' Life:
Fo' he made his home in
Dat fish's abdomen -
Oh Jonah, he lived in de whale.

L'il' Moses was found in a stream

All:
L'il' Moses was found in a stream

Sportin' Life:
He floated on water
'Till Ole' Pharaoh's daughter
She fished him, she says from dat stream.

Wadoo!

Ensemble:
Wadoo!

Sportin' Life:
Zim bam boddle-oo!

Ensemble:
Zim bam boddle-oo!

Sportin' Life:
Hoodle ah da waah da!

Ensemble:
Hoodle ah da waah da!

Sportin' Life:
Scatty way!

Ensemble:
Scatty wah!

Sportin' Life:
Yeah!
It ain't necessarily so

All:
It ain't necessarily so

Sportin' Life:
Dey tell all you chillun
De Debble's a villun
But 'tain't necessarily so.

To get into Hebbben
Don't snap fo' a sebben -
Live clean! Don' have no fault!
Oh, I takes dat gospel
Whenever it's pos'ple -
But wid a grain of salt!

Methus'lah lived nine hundred years,

All:
Methus'lah lived nine hundred years,

Sportin' Life:
But who calls dat livin'
When no gal'll give in
To no man what's nine hundred years?

I'm preachin' dis sermon to show
It ain't nessa, ain't nessa,
Ain't nessa, ain't nessa -

All:
It ain't necessarily so!

It's Oh So Quiet (Bjork)

It's, oh, so quiet

It's, oh, so still

You're all alone

And so peaceful until...

You fall in love

Zing boom

The sky above

Zing boom

Is caving in

Wow bam

You've never been so nuts about a guy

You wanna laugh you wanna cry

You cross your heart and hope to die

'Til it's over and then

It's nice and quiet

But soon again

Starts another big riot

You blow a fuse

Zing boom

The devil cuts loose

Zing boom

So what's the use

Wow bam

Of falling in love

It's, oh, so quiet

It's, oh, so still

You're all alone

And so peaceful until...

You ring the bell

Bim bam

You shout and you yell

Hi ho ho

You broke the spell

Gee, this is swell you almost have a fit

This guy is 'gorge' and I got hit

There's no mistake this is it

'Til it's over and then

It's nice and quiet

But soon again

Starts another big riot

You blow a fuse

Zing boom

The devil cuts loose

Zing boom

What's the use

Wow bam

Of falling in love

The sky caves in

The devil cuts loose

You blow blow blow blow your fuse

When you've fallen in love

ssshhhhh...

Just One of Those Things (Cole Porter)

It was just one of those things
Just one of those crazy flings
One of those bells that now and then rings
Just one of those things

It was just one of those nights
Just one of those fabulous flights
A trip to the moon on gossamer wings
Just one of those things

If we'd thought a bit before the end of it
When we started painting the town
We'd have been aware that our love affair
Was too hot not to cool down

So good-bye, dear, and amen
Here's hoping we meet now and then
It was great fun
But it was just one of those things

LES FEUILLES MORTES/AUTUMN LEAVES
(English lyrics by Johnny Mercer/French lyrics by Jacques Prevert
Music by Joseph Kosma]

The falling leaves
Drift by the window
The autumn leaves
Of red and gold
I see your lips
The summer kisses
The sun-burned hands
I used to hold
Since you went away
The days grow long
And soon I'll hear
Old winter's song
But I miss you most of all my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall

C'est une chanson
Qui nous resemble
Toi qui m'aimais
Et je t'aimais
Nous vivions tous
Les deux ensemble
Toi qui m'aimais
Moi qui t'aimais
Mais la vie separe
Ceux qui s'aiment
Tout doucement
Sans faire du bruit
Et la mer efface sur le sable
Les pas des amants desunis

Since you went away
The days grow long
And soon I'll hear
Old winter's song
But I miss you most of all my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall

LIKE SOMEONE IN LOVE
(Sarah Vaughan / BJÖRK)

Lately . . .
I find myself out gazin' at stars,
Hearing guitars,
Like someone in love . . .

Sometimes . . .
The things I do astound me,
Mostly . . .
Whenever you're around me . . .

Lately . . .
I seem to walk, as though I had wings,
Bump into things,
Like someone in love . . .

Each time I look at you,
I'm limp as a glove,
An' feelin' like someone in love . . .

< instrumental bridge >

I bump into things,
Like someone in love . . .

Each time I look at you,
I'm limp as a glove,
An' feelin' like someone in love . . .

LIVE TILL I DIE

I'm gonna live till I die

I'm gonna laugh stead of cry

I'm gonna take the town turn it upside down

I'm gonna live, live, live until I die

They're gonna say what a guy

I'm gonna play for the sky

Ain't gonna miss a thing,gonna have my fling

I'm gonna live live live until I die

Those blues I lay low, I'll make them stay low

They'll never trail over my head

I'll be a devil till I'm an angel

But until then Hallelujah

Gonna dance gonna fly

I'll take my chance riding high

Before my numbers up I'm gonna fill my cup

I'm gonna live, live, live until I die

Those blues I lay low,I'll make them stay low

They'll never trail over my head

I'll be a devil till I'm an angel

But until then Hallelujah

Gonna dance gonna fly

I'll take my chance riding high

Before my numbers up I'm gonna fill my cup

I'm gonna live, live, live, live until I die

Love for Sale (Cole Porter)

When the only sound in the empty street,
Is the heavy tread of the heavy feet
That belong to a lonesome cop
I open shop.
When the moon so long has been gazing down
On the wayward ways of this wayward town.
That her smile becomes a smirk,
I go to work.

Love for sale,
Appetising young love for sale.
Love that's fresh and still unspoiled,
Love that's only slightly soiled,
Love for sale.
Who will buy?
Who would like to sample my supply?
Who's prepared to pay the price,
For a trip to paradise?
Love for sale
Let the poets pipe of love
in their childish way,
I know every type of love
Better far than they.
If you want the thrill of love,
I've been through the mill of love;
Old love, new love
Every love but true love
Love for sale.

Appetising young love for sale.
If you want to buy my wares.
Follow me and climb the stairs
Love for sale.
Love for sale.

Mack the Knife

Oh the shark has pretty teeth dear
And he shows them pearly white
Just a jack-knife has Mac-heath dear
And he keeps it out of sight

When the shark bites with his teeth dear
Scarlet billows start to spread
Fancy gloves though wears Mac-heath dear
So there's not a trace of red
On the sidewalk Sunday morning
Lies a body oozing life
Someone's sneaking 'round the corner
Is the someone Mack the Knife
From a tugboat by the river
A cement bag's dropping down
The cement's just for the weight dear
Bet you Mackies's back in town
Louis Miller disappeared dear
After drawing out his cash
And Mac-heath spends like a sailo
Did our boy do something rash
Sukey Tawdry, Jenny Diver
Polly Peachum Lucy Brown
O the line forms on the right dear
Now that Mackie's back in town

MACK THE KNIFE

Oh the shark has pretty teeth dear, and he shows them pearly white. Just a
jack-knife has Mack Heath dear, and he keeps it out of sight.
When the shark bites with his teeth dear, scarlet billows start to spread.
Fancy gloves do, wears Mack Heath dear, so there's not trace of red.
On the sidewalk Sunday morning ... lies a body oozing life. Someone's sneaking
around the corner. Is that someone Mack the Knife?
Yes from a tugboat by the river..... a cement bag drooping down. And the
cement's, for the weight dear. You know that Mack Heath's back in town.
Yeah Louis Miller disappeared dear, after drawing out all his cash. And Mack
Heath spends like a sailor. Did our boy do something rash?
Suki Todre, Jenny Diver, Lotti Lenya, sweet Lucy Brown. Yes the line forms on
the right dear, now that Mack Heath's back in town.

Und der Haifisch, der hat Zähne
Und die trägt er im Gesicht
Und MacHeath, der hat ein Messer
Doch das Messer sieht man nicht.

2. Ach, es sind des Haifischs Flossen
Rot, wenn dieser Blut vergießt!
Mackie Messer trägt 'n Handschuh
Drauf man keine Untat liest.

3. An der Themse grünem Wasser
Fallen plötzlich Leute um!
Es ist weder Pest noch Cholera
Doch es heißt: MacHeath geht um.

4. An 'nem schönen blauen Sonntag
Liegt ein toter Mann am Strand
Und ein Mensch geht um die Ecke
Den man Mackie Messer nannt.

5. Und Schmul Meier bleibt verschwunden
Und so mancher reiche Mann
Und sein Geld hat Mackie Messer
Dem man nichts beweisen kann.

6. Jenny Fowler ward gefunden
Mit 'nem Messer in der Brust
Und am Kai geht Mackie Messer
Der von allem nichts gewußt.

7. Wo ist Alfons Glite, der Fuhrherr?
Kommt das je ans Sonnenlicht?
Wer es immer wissen könnte
Mackie Messer weiß es nicht.

8. Und das große Feuer in Soho
Sieben Kinder und ein Greis
In der Menge Mackie Messer, den
Man nicht fragt und der nix weiß.

9. Und die minderjährige Witwe
Deren Namen jeder weiß
Wachte auf und war geschändet
Mackie, welches war dein Preis?

10. Und die Fische, sie verschwinden,
Doch zum Kummer des Gerichts
Man zitiert am End den Haifisch,
Doch der Haifisch weiß von nichts

11. Und er kann sich nicht erinnern
Und man kann nicht an ihn ran,
Denn ein Haifisch ist kein Haifisch
Wenn man nicht beweisen kann.

The Man I Love

(Gershwin)

Some day he'll come along,

The man I love

And he'll be big and strong,

The man I love

And when he comes my way

I'll do my best to make him stay.

He'll look at me and smile

I'll understand ;

And in a little while,

He'll take my hand ;

And though it seems absurd,

I know we both won't say a word

Maybe I shall meet him Sunday

Maybe Monday, maybe not ;

Still I'm sure to meet him one day

Maybe Tuesday will be my good news day

He'll build a little home

Just meant for two,

From which I'll never roam,

Who would - would you ?

And so all else above

I'm waiting for the man I love.

Many Rivers to Cross

(Jimmy Cliff, version as sung by Toni Childs)

Many rivers to cross but I can't seem to find my way over.

Wandering I am lost, as I travel alone and it's only my pride that keeps me alive.

I've been licked, washed up for years, and I merely survive because of my pride.

But my loneliness won't leave me alone

It's such a drag to be on your own

A woman left and she didn't say bye.

So I've got to survive.

Many rivers to cross, but just where to begin, I'm playing for time.

Many times I find myself thinking I've committed some dreadful crime.

Mercedes Benz (Janis Joplin)

Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a Mercedes Benz ?
My friends all drive Porsches, I must make amends.
Worked hard all my lifetime, no help from my friends,
So Lord, won’t you buy me a Mercedes Benz ?

Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a color TV ?
Dialing For Dollars is trying to find me.
I wait for delivery each day until three,
So oh Lord, won’t you buy me a color TV ?

Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a night on the town ?
I’m counting on you, Lord, please don’t let me down.
Prove that you love me and buy the next round,
Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a night on the town ?

Everybody!
Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a Mercedes Benz ?
My friends all drive Porsches, I must make amends,
Worked hard all my lifetime, no help from my friends,
So oh Lord, won’t you buy me a Mercedes Benz ?

That’s it!

Minnie the Moocher
Hey folks here's the story 'bout Minnie the Moocher
She was a low-down Hoochie Koocher
She was the roughest toughest frail
But Minnie had a heart as big as a whale

Hidey Hidey Hidey Hi--------------
Hodey odey odey oh--------------
Heedey Heedey Heedey Hee--------------
Hidey Hidey Hidey Ho--------------

She messed around with a bloke named smokey
She loved him though he was cokey
He took her down to Chinatown
And showed her how to kick the gong around

Hidey Hidey Hidey Hi--------------
Whooooooooaaaap! --------------
Heedey Heedey Heedey Hee--------------
Hidey Hidey Hidey Ho--------------
She had a dream about the King of Sweden
He gave her things that she was needin'
He gave her a home built of gold and steel
A diamond car with the platinum wheels

Hidey------------

He gave her is townhouse and his racin' horses
Each meal she ate was a dozen courses
Had a million dollars worth of nickels and dimes
She sat around and counted them a million times

Milord
Allez, venez, Milord!
Vous asseoir à ma table;
Il fait si froid, dehors,
Ici c'est confortable.
Laissez-vous faire, Milord
Et prenez bien vos aises,
Vos peines sur mon coeur
Et vos pieds sur une chaise
Je vous connais, Milord,
Vous n'm'avez jamais vue
Je ne suis qu'une fille du port,
Qu'une ombre de la rue...

Pourtant j'vous ai frôlé
Quand vous passiez hier,
Vous n'étiez pas peu fier,
Dame! Le ciel vous comblait:
Votre foulard de soie
Flottant sur vos épaules,
Vous aviez le beau rôle,
On aurait dit le roi...
Vous marchiez en vainqueur
Au bras d'une demoiselle
Mon Dieu!... Qu'elle était belle...
J'en ai froid dans le coeur...

Allez, venez, Milord!
Vous asseoir à ma table;
Il fait si froid, dehors,
Ici c'est confortable.
Laissez-vous faire, Milord,
Et prenez bien vos aises,
Vos peines sur mon coeur
Et vos pieds sur une chaise
Je vous connais, Milord,
Vous n'm'avez jamais vue
Je ne suis qu'une fille du port
Qu'une ombre de la rue...

Dire qu'il suffit parfois
Qu'il y ait un navire
Pour que tout se déchire
Quand le navire s'en va...
Il emmenait avec lui
La douce aux yeux si tendres
Qui n'a pas su comprendre
Qu'elle brisait votre vie
L'amour, ça fait pleurer
Comme quoi l'existence
Ça vous donne toutes les chances
Pour les reprendre après...

Allez, venez, Milord!
Vous avez l'air d'un môme!
Laissez-vous faire, Milord,
Venez dans mon royaume:
Je soigne les remords,
Je chante la romance,
Je chante les milords
Qui n'ont pas eu de chance!
Regardez-moi, Milord,
Vous n'm'avez jamais vue...
...Mais... vous pleurez, Milord?
Ça... j'l'aurais jamais cru!...

Eh ben, voyons, Milord!
Souriez-moi, Milord!
...Mieux qu' ça! Un p'tit effort...
Voilà, c'est ça!
Allez, riez, Milord!
Allez, chantez, Milord!
La-la-la...

Mais oui, dansez, Milord!
La-la-la... Bravo Milord!
La-la-la... Encore Milord!... La-la-la...

Miss Otis Regrets (she's unable to lunch today)

(Cole Porter)

Miss Otis regrets, she's unable to lunch today, madam,
Miss Otis regrets, she's unable to lunch today.
She is sorry to be delayed,
but last evening down in Lover's Lane she strayed, madam,
Miss Otis regrets, she's unable to lunch today.

When she woke up and found that her dream of love was gone, madam,
She ran to the man who had led her so far astray,
And from under her velvet gown,
She drew a gun and shot her love down, madam,
Miss Otis regrets, she's unable to lunch today.

When the mob came and got her and dragged from her the jail, madam,
They strung her upon the old willow across the way,
And the moment before she died,
She lifted up her lovely head and cried, madam......
Miss Otis regrets, she's unable to lunch today.

Miss Otis regrets, she's unable to lunch today

Misty

Look at me, I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree;
And I feel like I'm clingin' to a cloud,
I can' t understand
I get misty, just holding your hand.
Walk my way,
And a thousand violins begin to play,
Or it might be the sound of your hello,
That music I hear,
I get misty, the moment you're near.

Can't you see that you're leading me on?
And it's just what I want you to do,
Don't you notice how hopelessly I'm lost
That's why I'm following you.

On my own,
When I wander through this wonderland alone,
Never knowing my right foot from my left
My hat from my glove
I'm too misty, and too much in love.
Too misty,
And too much
In love.....

My Baby just Cares for Me

(Gus Kahn, Walter Donaldson)

My baby don't care for shows
My baby don't care for clothes
My baby just cares for me
My baby don't care for cars and races
My baby don't care for high-tone places

Liz Taylor is not his style
And even Lana Turner's smile
Is somethin' he can't see
My baby don't care who knows
My baby just cares for me

Baby, my baby don't care for shows
And he don't even care for clothes
He cares for me
My baby don't care
For cars and races
My baby don't care for
He don't care for high-tone places

Liz Taylor is not his style
And even Liberace's smile
Is something he can't see
Is something he can't see
I wonder what's wrong with baby
My baby just cares for
My baby just cares for
My baby just cares for me

Original lyric

My baby don't care for shows
My baby don't care for clothes
My baby just cares for me
My baby don't care for cars and races
My baby don't care for high-tone places

Liz Taylor is not his style
And even Lana Turner's smile
is somethin' he can't see

My baby don't care who knows it
My baby just cares for me

My baby don't care for shows
And he don't even care for clothes
My baby just cares for me

My baby don't care for cars and races
My baby don't care for
he don't care for high-tone places

I wonder what's wrong with baby
My baby just cares for
Just says his prayers for
My baby just cares for me

Alternatve version:

My baby don't care for shows, my baby don't care for clothes
My baby just cares for me!
My baby don't care for, cars and races,
My baby don't care for, high tall places.
Sharon Stone is not his style, and even Cindy Crawford's smile
Is somethin' he can't see.
My baby don't care who knows it,
My baby just cares for me.
My baby dont' care for shows, and he don't even care for clothes,
My baby just cares for me.
My baby don't care for, cars and races,
My baby don't care for, he dont' care for high tall places
Sharon Stone is not his style, and even Cindy Crawford's smile
Is somethin' he can't see,
Is somethign he can't see
I wonder what's wrong with baby!
My baby just cares for,
he just says his prayers for
My baby just cares for me!

My Favorite Things

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens

Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens

Brown paper packages tied up with strings

These are a few of my favorite things

Cream colored ponies and crisp apple streudels

Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles

Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings

These are a few of my favorite things

Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes

Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes

Silver white winters that melt into springs

These are a few of my favorite things

When the dog bites

When the bee stings

When I'm feeling sad

I simply remember my favorite things

And then I don't feel so bad

My Funny Valentine

Intro : Behold the way our fine feathered friend,

His virtue doth parade

Thou knowest not, my dim-witted friend

The picture thou hast made

Thy vacant brow, and thy tousled hair

Conceal thy good intent

Thou noble upright truthful sincere,

And slightly dopey gent

You’re my funny valentine,

Sweet comic valentine,

You make me smile with my heart.

Your looks are laughable, un-photographable,

Yet, you’re my favorite work of art.

Is your figure less than greek?

Is your mouth a little weak?

When you open it to speak, are you smart?

But, don’t change a hair for me.

Not if you care for me.

Stay little valentine, stay!

Each day is valentine’s day

Is your figure less than greek?

Is your mouth a little weak?

When you open it to speak, are you smart?

But, don’t change a hair for me.

Not if you care for me.

Stay little valentine, stay!

Each day is valentine’s day

My heart belongs to Daddy

While tearing off a game of golf
I may make a play for the caddy
But when I do, I don't follow though
'Cause my heart belongs to Daddy

If I invite a boy some night
To dine on my fine finnan haddie
I just adore his asking for more
But my heart belongs to Daddy

Yes my heart belongs to Daddy
So I simply couldn't be bad.
Yes, my heart belongs to daddy
Da-da Da-da-da Da-da-da--ad
So I want to warn you laddie,
Though I think you're perfectly swell
That my heart belongs to Daddy
'Cause my daddy he treats it so well.

MY HEART BELONGS TO DADDY (Cole Porter) ("Leave It to Me")

I used to fall in love with all those boys who maul refined ladies,
But now I tell each young gazelle to go to hell, I mean Hades.
For since I've come to care for such a sweet millionaire.

While tearing off a game of golf, I may make a play for the caddy.
But when I do, I don't follow through, cause my heart belongs to daddy.
If I invite a boy some night to dine on my fine finnan haddie.
I just adore his asking for more but my heart belongs to daddy.
Yes, my heart belongs to daddy, so I simply couldn't be bad!
Yes, my heart belongs to daddy, da-da-da, da-da-da, da-daddy-ad!
So I want to warn you, daddy, though I think you're perfectly swell,
That my heart belongs to daddy cause my daddy he treats it so well!
He treats it and treats it and then he repeats it, yes, daddy, he treats it so well.
Saint Patrick's Day, although I may be seen wearing green with a paddy,
I'm always sharp when playing the harp, cause my heart belongs to daddy.
Though other dames at football games may long for a strong undergraddy.
I never dream of making the team, 'cause my heart belongs to daddy.
Yes, my heart belongs to daddy, so I simply couldn't be bad!
Yes, my heart belongs to daddy, da-da-da, da-da-da, da-daddy-ad!
So, I want to warn you, laddie, though I simply hate to be frank,
That I can't be mean to daddy, cause my da-da-daddy might spank!
In matters artistic, he's not modernistic, so da-da-daddy might spank.

New York, New York

Start spreading the news, I'm leaving today
I want to be a part of it - New York, New York
These vagabond shoes, are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it - New York, New York

I want to wake up in a city, that doesn't sleep
And find I'm king of the hill - top of the heap

These little town blues, are melting away
I'm gonna make a brand new start of it - in old New York
If I can make it there, I'll make it anywhere
It's up to you - New York, New York

Night and Day

Like the beat beat beat of the tom-tom

When the jungle shadows fall

Like the tick tick tock of the stately clock

As it stands against the wall

Like the drip drip drip of the raindrops

When the summer shower is through

So a voice within me keeps repeating you, you, you

Night and day, you are the one

Only you beneath the moon AND under the sun

Whether near to me, or far

It's no matter darling where you are

I think of you

NIGHT AND DAY, DAY AND NIGHT, why is it so

That this longing for you follows wherever I go

In the roaring traffic's boom

In the silence of my lonely room

I think of you

NIGHT AND DAY, NIGHT AND DAY

Under the hide of me

There's an oh such a hungry yearning burning inside of me

And ITS torment won't be through

'TIL you let me spend my life making love to you

Day and night, night and day

Old MacDonald

Ol' Mac Donald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O
And on this farm there was a chick
The prettiest chick I know
With a little curve here and a little curve there
This chick she had curves everywhere
Ol' Mac Donald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O

And oh this chick she had to walk, E-I-E-I-O
And how this walk would drive 'em wild swinging to and 'fro
With a little wiggle here and a little wiggle there
Man this chick had wiggles to spare
Ol' Mac Donald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O

When she went walking into town, E-I-E-I-O
The local gentry popped their eyes
Tarnation what a show
With a goldang here and a goshdarn there
Heavens to Betsy I do declare
Ol' Mac Donald had a farm E-I-E-I-O

There was a barn dance Saturday night, E-I-E-I-O
And the fellows came from miles around
Just to see her dosey-do
With a promenade here and a promenade there
At a square dance, boy, this chick was no square
Ol' MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O

I used to be a travelling man, E-I-O,
Until I hit MacDonald's place
Things were mighty slow
With a little chick here and a little chick there
I didn't have a real chick anywhere
Ol' MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O

This farmer's daughter knocked me out, E-I-E-I-O
I asked MacDonald for her hand
And pop, he hollered "Go!"
With a little curve here and a little wiggle there
A goldang here and a goshdarn there
A dosey-do here and a promenade there
Got my own private county fair
'Cause ol' MacDonald had a farm, E-I-E-I-O

Quizás, quizás, quizás

Siempre que te pregunto,
qué, cuándo, cómo y dónde,
tú siempre me respondes,
quizás, quizás, quizás.
Y así pasan los días,
y yo desesperando,
y tú, tú contestando,
quizás, quizás, quizás.

Estás perdiendo el tiempo,
pensando, pensando,
por lo que tú más quieras,
hasta cuando, hasta cuando.
Y así pasan los días,
y yo desesperando,
y tú, tú contestando,
quizás, quizás, quizás.
Estás perdiendo el tiempo,
pensando, pensando,
por lo que tú más quieras,
hasta cuando, hasta cuando.
Y así pasan los días,
y yo desesperando,
y tú, tú contestando,
quizás, quizás, quizás.

'Round Midnight

It begins to tell,
'round midnight, midnight.
I do pretty well, till after sundown,
Suppertime I'm feelin' sad;
But it really gets bad,
'round midnight.

Memories always start 'round midnight
Haven't got the heart to stand those memories,
When my heart is still with you,
And ol' midnight knows it, too.
When a quarrel we had needs mending,
Does it mean that our love is ending.
Darlin' I need you, lately I find
You're out of my heart,
And I'm out of my mind.
Let our hearts take wings'
'round midnight, midnight
Let the angels sing,
for your returning.
Till our love is safe and sound.
And old midnight comes around.
Feelin' sad,
really gets bad
Round.....Round.......Round....Mid.....night......

SAMBA EM PRELUDIO

Bm Bm9 Bm Em7 Em7/6 Em Em7/-5 Bbdim

Bm7      Bm7/+5  Bm7 F#7      F#7/-9 F# Am6       B7/+5  Em9

Eu sem voce      Nao tenho porque    Porque sem voce Nao sei nem chorar

    G6        F#7/+5 Bm7     D/A    G#dim           G6         F#7/+5

Sou chama sem luz Jardim sem luar Luar sem amor    Amor sem se dar

Bm7      Bm7/+5 Bm7 F#7    F#7/-9 F7 Am6       B7/+5  Em9

Em sem voce     Sou só desamor    Um barco sem mar Um campo sem flor

    G6       F#7/+5  Bm7      D/A       Dm7/-5   G7          C#m7/-5 F#7/+5 Bm7  Em7/-5 Bbdim

Tristeza que vai Tristeza que vem Sem voce, meu amor, eu nao sou     nin-   guém

Bm7 D/A    G6 F#7       Am6             B7/+5      Em9

Ah, que sauda-de Que vontade de ver renascer nossa vida

G6 F#7/+5 Bm7 D/A     G#dim                            Dbm7/-5             F#7/+5

Volta, queri- do Teus braços precisam dos meus Os meus braços precisam dos teus

Bm7   D/A   G6 F#7          Am6                B7/+5        Em9

Estou tao sozi-nha Tenho os olhos cansados de olhar para o além

G6  F#7/+5 Bm7 D/A      Dm7/-5   G7          C#m7/-5 F#7/+5 Bm7  D/A

Vem ver a  vi- da Sem voce, meu amor, eu nao sou     nin-   guém

      Dm7/-5   G7          C#m7/-5 F#7/+5 Bm7  Bm7/9

Sem voce, meu amor, eu nao sou     nin-   guém

Sentimental Journey

Gonna take a sentimental journey

Gonna set my heart at ease

Gonna make a sentimental journey

To renew old memories.

Got my bag, I got my reservation,

Spent each dime I could afford.

Like a child in wild anticipation,

Long to hear that "All Aboard".

Seven, that's the time we leave, at seven.

I'll be waiting up for heaven

Counting every mile of railroad track that takes me back.

Never thought my heart could be so yearny.

Why did I decide to roam?

Gonna take a sentimental journey,

Sentimental journey home.

Temptation

------Tom Waits

Rusted brandy in a diamond glass

everything is made from dreams

time is made from honey slow and sweet

only the fools know what it means

temptation, temptation, temptation

oh, temptation, temptation, I can't resist

I know that she is made of smoke

but I've lost my way

she knows that I am broke

so that I must play

temptation, temptation, temptation

oh, whoa, temptation, temptation, I can't resist

Dutch pink and Italian blue

she is waiting there for you

my will has disappeared

now my confusion's oh so clear

temptation, temptation, temptation

whoa, whoa, temptation, temptation

The beat

Drums keep pounding rhythm to the brave
La de la de deee
La de la de daaaa

When you have reached the edge by far
History has turned the page by far
We still wanna hear a brand new thing uh huh
We still need a song to sing uh huh

And the beat goes on
And the beat goes on
And the beat goes on
And the beat goes on
And the beat goes on
And the beat goes on

Drums keep pounding rhythm to the brave
La de la de deee
La de la de daaaa

Love is the first thing, last thing on my mind
From tonight till the end of time

And the beat goes on
And the beat goes on
And the beat goes on
And the beat goes on
And the beat goes
And the beat goes
And the beat goes on

Drums keep pounding rhythm to the brave
La de la de deee
La de la de daaaa

We Still move to a rhythm just like this
We Still dream of sharing our first Kiss

And the beat goes on
And the beat goes on
And the beat goes on
And the beat goes on

World keeps turning faster everyday (everyday)
We still wannal dance the night away

And the beat goes on (and the beat goes on)
And the beat goes on (etc.)

Veinte Años

Que te importe que te amo

Si tu no me quieres ya?

El amor que ya ha pasado

No se debe recordar.

Fui la ilusion de tu vida

Un dia lejano ya

Hoy represento el pasado

Hoy me puedo conformar

Hoy represento el pasado

Hoy me puedo conformar.

Si las cosas que uno quiere

Se pudieran alcanzar

Tu me quisieras lo mismo

Que veinte anos atras.

Con qu tristeza miramos

un amor que so nos va - es un pedazo del

alma que se arranca sin piedad.

Work Song (Nina Simone)

Breaking rocks out here on the chain gang
Breaking rocks and serving my time
Breaking rocks out here on the chain gang
Because they done convicted me of crime
Hold it steady right there while I hit it
well reckon that ought to get it
been
working and working
but I still got so terribly far to go

I commited crime Lord I needed
Crime of being hungry and poor
I left the grocery store man bleeding (breathing?)
When they caught me robbing his store
Hold it steady right there while I hit it
Well reckon that ought to get it
been
working and working
but I still got so terribly far to go

I heard the judge say five years
On chain-gang you gonna go
I heard the judge say five years labor
I heard my old man scream "Lordy, no!"
Hold it right there while I hit it
well reckon that ought to get it
been
working and working
but I still got so terribly far to go

Gonna see my sweet honey bee
Gonna break this chain off to run
Gonna lay down somewhere shady
Lord I sure am hot in the sun
Hold it right there while I hit it
well reckon that ought to get it
been
workin' and workin'
been
workin' and slavin' an'workin' and workin'
but I still got so terribly far to go