Quelques titres que j’aime

Mes goûts sont toujours restés les mêmes au fil des années, d’abord en écoutant Yvette Horner, qui m’avait donné l’envie de l’accordéon. Je pense avoir payé mon tribu à cet instrument, sans réussir à progresser. C’est vraiment du passé, l’accordéon, mais j’en conserve quelques-un plus un bandonéon chez moi. Je suis rapidement passé aux groupes britanniques, puis américains. Autant dire que le rock ne m’a jamais quitté. Le jazz est venu plus tard, vers 1977. Voici un aperçu de mes goûts d’hier et d’aujourd’hui. Vous n’y trouverez aucune vidéo de chanteur non anglophone, ni rap ou reggae, mais cela vous étonne-t-il? Quant à ma période Johnny, elle s’est arrêtée lorsque je suis parti pour Berne en 1973. Allez, pour faire deux exceptions, rien que pour vous, voici d’abord

… Martin Circus qui s’éclate au Sénégal:

Fixation du chanteur sur sa copine de cheval sous la lune.

Je m’éclate au Sénégal Martin Circus

Tous les samedis j’vais danser à Pigalle | Mais j’crois bien que je vais me faire la malle
Dans un pays où chantent les cigales | J’vais aller m’éclater au Sénégal

Je vais me faire des tas de copines de cheval | Et j’irai prendre un bain de minuit
À poil sous la lune | Je danserai au son des tam tam, Woodstock

Toute la nuit j’ai tapé sur des gamelles | Le matin j’me réveille dans une poubelle
Je suis déguisé en polichinelle | Je n’arrive plus à retrouver mon hôtel

Je n’sais même plus où est ma copine de cheval | Avec qui j’ai pris un bain de minuit
À poil sous la lune | Et dans ma tête j’entends des tam tam, Woodstock

Je m’éclate au Sénégal avec une copine de cheval | Je suis à poil x2
Je m’éclate au Sénégal avec une copine de cheval x 5

… et L’orchestre du Splendid:

Le Grand Orchestre Du Splendid – La Salsa Du Démon

Horreur, malheur
Oui, je suis Belzébuth (horreur) | Je suis un bouc, je suis en rut (horreur, malheur)
Oui, oui, oui, je vis dans l’ordure (horreur) | Je pue la sueur et la luxure
Je fume, je bois, j’ai tous les vices | Et j’ai du poil partout sur les cuisses
Je vous déteste, je vous maudis | J’suis complètement pourri
Quand j’vois un gosse, j’lui fous une claque | Quand j’vois une vieille j’lui pique son sac
Je crache, je rote, rien ne m’arrête | Car aujourd’hui c’est la fête
C’est la, c’est la, c’est la
Salsa du démon x 4
Horreur, malheur
Oui, c’est moi Vampirella (horreur) | Malheur à ceux qui ne m’aiment pas (horreur, malheur)
Oui, oui, oui, mon cœur est en fer (horreur) | Je fais l’amour comme une panthère
Mes amants, je les écorche vifs | Et je les fouette, je leur coupe le pif
J’fais des trucs cochons avec des chaînes | Aux minets du 16ème
Pourchassant les puceaux en fuite | Le démon du sexe m’habite
Venez là mes petits amis | Car c’est la fête aujourd’hui
C’est la, c’est la, c’est la
Salsa du démon x 4
Horreur, malheur
Oui, je suis la sorcière (horreur) | J’suis vieille, j’suis moche, j’suis une mégère (horreur,
malheur)
Oui, oui, oui, sur mon balai maudit (horreur) | J’aime bien faire mal aux tous petits
Je fais bouillir des mains de pendus | J’mange des crapauds, des rats tout poilus
J’fais des potions pour séduire les hommes | Puis j’les mords quand ils dorment
Dans ma marmite c’est l’épouvante | Y a des bestioles dégoulinantes
Ce soir j’fais du bœuf au pipi | Car c’est la fête aujourd’hui | C’est la, c’est la, c’est la
Salsa du démon x 4
C’est la, c’est la, c’est la
Salsa du démon x 4
C’est la, c’est la, c’est la
Salsa du démon x 4

Nous continuons avec du plus sérieux:

Le maître dans ses oeuvres.

All The Young Dudes

Billy rapped all night about his suicide | How he’d kick it in the head when he was 25
Don’t wanna stay alive when you’re 25 

Wendy’s stealing clothes from unlocked cars | Freddy’s got spots from ripping off stars from his face
A funky little boat race | The television man is crazy
Saying we’re juvenile delinquent wrecks | Man I need a TV when I’ve got T. Rex
Hey brother you guessed | I’m a dude 

All the young dudes | Carry the news
Boogaloo dudes | Carry the news x 2

Now Lucy is looking sweet | Though he dresses like a queen
He can kick like a mule | It’s a real mean team
We can love | Oh we can love 

And my brother’s back at home | With his Beatles and his Stones
We never got if off on that revolution stuff | What a drag | Too many snags 

Well I drunk a lot of wine | And I’m feeling fine
Gonna race some cat to bed | Is this concrete all around,
Or is it in my head? | Oh brother you guessed | I’m a dude 

All the young dudes | Carry the news
Boogaloo dudes | Carry the news 

[Repeats]


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Version audio du groupe pour lequel David Bowie avait composé ce morceau, leur permettant de survivre deux ans de plus…
Du même titre, une version qui tient la route.

Magic Carpet Ride

I like to dream | Yes, yes, right between my sound machine
On a cloud of sound I drift in the night | Any place it goes is right
Goes far, flies near | To the stars away from here 

Well, you don’t know what we can find | Why don’t you come with me, little girl,
On a magic carpet ride | You don’t know what we can see
Why don’t you tell your dreams to me, | Fantasy will set you free 

Close your eyes, girl | Look inside, girl | Let the sound take you away 

Last night I held Aladdin’s lamp | And so I wished that I could stay
Before the thing could answer me | Well, someone came and took the lamp away
I looked around | A lousy candle’s all I found 

Well, you don’t know what we can find | Why don’t you come with me, little girl,
On a magic carpet ride | Well, you don’t know what we can see
Why don’t you tell your dreams to me, | Fantasy will set you free 

Close your eyes, girl | Look inside, girl | Let the sound take you away 
[Instrumental]
Well, you don’t know what we can find | Why don’t you come with me, little girl,
On a magic carpet ride | Well, you don’t know what we can see
Why don’t you tell your dreams to me, | Fantasy will set you free


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Les auteurs de mon goût pour l’orgue Hammond.

A Whiter Shade Of Pale

We skipped the light Fandango | Turned cartwheels cross the floor
I was feeling kind of seasick | But the crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder | As the ceiling flew away
When we called out for another drink | The waiter brought a tray

And so it was that later | As the Miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly | Turned a whiter shade of pale

She said there is no reason | And the truth is plain to see
But I wandered through my playing cards | And I would not let her be
One of the sixteen vestal virgins | Who were leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open | They might just as well’ve been closed

And so it was that later | As the Miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly | Turned a whiter shade of pale

Ce morceau, je l’ai entendu pour la première fois à la Fête des vendanges de Neuchâtel, avec papa.

The Letter

Give me a ticket for an aeroplane | I ain’t got time to take a fast train
Lonely days are gone | I’m going home, because my baby just wrote me a letter

I don’t care how much money | I’ve got to spend

I’ve got to get back to my baby again | Lonely days are gone
I’m going home; my baby just wrote me a letter (x2):

Well she wrote me a letter, said she couldn’t live without me no more
Listen mister, can’t you see I’ve got to get back to my baby once more?
Anyway, yeah, give me a ticket for an aeroplane
I ain’t got time to take a fast train | Lonely days are gone
I’m going home, because my baby just wrote me a letter


My baby just wrote me a letter

Les incontournables Ombres.
Le grand hit de la patinoire, lorsque je suis arrivé à Martigny en 1962.
Nous avons joué ce titre avec Les Jo Perrier. Notre guitariste était vraiment doué.

Venus

A Goddess on a mountain top | Was burning like a silver flame
The summit of beauty and love | And Venus was her name

She’s got it | Yeah, baby, she’s got it
Well, I’m your Venus | I’m your fire, at your desire
Well, I’m your Venus | I’m your fire, at your desire

Her weapons were her crystal eyes | Making every man mad
Black as the dark night she was | Got what no one else had

She’s got it | Yeah, baby, she’s got it
Well, I’m your Venus | I’m your fire, at your desire
Well, I’m your Venus | I’m your fire, at your desire

She’s got it | Yeah, baby, she’s got it
Well, I’m your Venus | I’m your fire, at your desire
Well, I’m your Venus | I’m your fire, at your desire

Elle nous a quittés à 58 ans.

Never Merry a Railroad Man

Have you been broken-hearted once or twice | If it’s yes how did you feel at his first lies
If it’s no you need this good advice

Never marry a Railroad man | He loves you every now and then
His heart is at his new train | No, no, no
Don’t fall in love with a Railroad man | If you do forget him if you can
You’re better off without him | Ah…

Have you ever been restless in your bed | And so lonely that your eyes became wet
Let me tell you then one thing mmm…
Mmm…

Mmm…

No, no, no | Never marry a Railroad man
He loves you every now and then | His heart is at his new train. No, no, no
Don’t fall in love with a Railroad man | If you do forget him if you can
You’re better off without him | No, no, no | No, no, no | No, no, no

Tout l’esprit de San Francisco et de Woodstock 1969. Grace Slick ci-dessus est toujours parmi nous.

Somebody To Love

When the truth is found to be lies | and all the joy within you dies
don’t you want somebody to love? | Don’t you need somebody to love?
Wouldn’t you love somebody to love? | You better find somebody to love. 

When the garden flowers, baby, are dead, yes | and your mind is full of red
don’t you want somebody to love? | Don’t you need somebody to love?
Wouldn’t you love somebody to love? | You better find somebody to love. 

Your eyes, I say, your eyes may look like his | but in your head, baby,
I’m afraid you don’t know where it is. | Don’t you want somebody to love?
Don’t you need somebody to love? | Wouldn’t you love somebody to love?
You better find somebody to love. 

Tears are running, ah, running down your breast | and your friends, baby, they treat you like a guest.
Don’t you want somebody to love? | Don’t you need somebody to love?
Wouldn’t you love somebody to love? | You better find somebody to love.


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ELOISE
Every night I’m there | I’m always there, she knows I’m there
And heaven knows | I hope she goes

I find it hard to realize | That love was in her eyes
It’s dying now | She knows I’m crying now

And every night I’m there | I break my heart to please | Eloise, Eloise

You know I’m on my knees, yeah | I said please
You’re all I want, so hear my prayer, my prayer

My Eloise | Is like the stars that please the night
The sun that makes the day | That lights the way

And when that star goes by | I’ll hold it in my hands and cry
Her love is mine | My sun will shine

Every night I’m there | I break my heart to please
Eloise, da da, da da da, da de, Eloise

ah

You’re all I want you gotta hear my prayer

My Eloisa | I’d love to please her
I’d love to care | But she’s not there

And when I find you | I’d be so kind
You’d want to stay | I know you’d stay

Do dee do de doo | Do dee do de doo doo doo

And as the days grow old | The nights grow cold
I wanna hold, her near to me yeah | I know she’s dear to me

And only time can tell | And take away this lonely hell
I’m on my knees | To Eloise

And every night I’m there | I break my heart to please
Eloise, da da, da da da, da de, Eloise

You are my life, so hear my prayer | You are the price, I know you’re there
You’re all I want, so hear my prayer yeah yeah | You’re all I need and I’m not there

You know I’m not there | No, no, no
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

My Eloisa | I got to please her yeah
She knows I love her, love her, love her, love love love love love her
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
My Eloisa | I got down on my knees to please ya
My Eloisa, yeah | She knows I love her, love her, love her, love love love love love her
Yeah, yeah, yeah, my Eloisa

Ce morceau a ponctué ma carrière de caporal en 1968.

BABY COME BACK

Come back | Baby, come back
Baby, come back | Baby, come back


This is the first time [unintelligible] today | That you have run away
I’m asking you for the first time | Love me [unintelligible] stay (all right)
Hey (all right) | Hey (all right!) | Hey, yeah

Come back | Baby, come back
Baby, come back | Baby, come back

There ain’t no use in you crying | ‘Cause I’m more hurt than you
I shoulda not been out flirting | But now my love is true
Ooh (all right) | Ooh (OK!) | Ooh, yeah

Come back | Baby, come back
Baby, come back | Baby, come back

Come back, baby, don’t you leave me | Baby, baby, please don’t go
Oh, won’t you give me a second chance | Baby, I love you so (all right)
Oh (oh, yeah) | Oh [unintelligible] | Oh, yeah

Come back | I said baby, come back
I said baby, come back | Oh won’t you please come back
Oh won’t you please come back

Massachusetts

Feel I’m goin’ back to Massachusetts | Something’s telling me I must go home
And the lights all went out in Massachusetts | The day I left her standing on her own

Tried to hitch a ride to San Francisco | Gotta do the things I wanna do
And the lights all went out in Massachusetts | They brought me back to see my way with you

Talk about the life in Massachusetts | Speak about the people I have seen
And the lights all went out in Massachusetts | And Massachusetts is one place I have seen

(I will be back to Massachusetts) | I will be back to Massachusetts
(I will be back to Massachusetts) | I will be back to Massachusetts

San Francisco
If you’re going to San Francisco | Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair
If you’re going to San Francisco | You’re gonna meet some gentle people there

For those who come to San Francisco | Summertime will be a love-in there
In the streets of San Francisco | Gentle people with flowers in their hair

All across the nation such a strange vibration | People in motion
There’s a whole generation with a new explanation | People in motion people in motion

For those who come to San Francisco | Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair
If you come to San Francisco | Summertime will be a love-in there

If you come to San Francisco | Summertime will be a love-in there

Du charme et une belle mélodie.

CALIFORNIA DREAMIN’

All the leaves are brown | (All the leaves are brown)
And the sky is gray. | (And the sky is gray).
I’ve been for a walk | (I’ve been for a walk)
On a winter’s day. | (On a winter’s day).

I’d be safe and warm | (I’d be safe and warm)
if I was in L.A. | (If I was in L.A.)
California dreamin’ | (California dreamin’) on such a winter’s day.

Stopped in to a church I passed along the way. | Well I got down on my knees
(got down on my knees)
And I pretend to pray. | (I pretend to pray).
You know the preacher likes the cold. | (preacher likes the cold).
He knows I’m gonna stay. | (knows I’m gonna stay).
California dreamin’ | (California dreamin’) on such a winter’s day.

All the leaves are brown | (All the leaves are brown)
And the sky is gray. | (And the sky is gray).
I’ve been for a walk | (I’ve been for a walk)
On a winter’s day. | (On a winter’s day).

If I didn’t tell her | (If I didn’t tell her)
I could leave today. | (I could leave today).
California dreamin’ (California dreamin’)on such a winter’s day,
California dreamin’ on such a winter’s day, | California dreamin’ on such a winter’s day.

Mon morceau préféré des Beatles


Here Comes The Sun

Here comes the sun | here comes the sun
And I say | t’s all right

Little darling, it’s been a long cold lonely winter
Little darling, it feels like years since it’s been here
Here comes the sun | here comes the sun | And I say | it’s all right

Little darling, the smiles returning to the faces
Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been here

Here comes the sun | here comes the sun | And I say it’s all right

Sun, sun, sun, here it comes x 5

Little darling, I feel that ice is slowly melting
Little darling, it seems like years since it’s been clear
Here comes the sun | here comes the sun | It’s all right, it’s all right

Superbe titre, mais…

My Sweet Lord

My sweet lord | Hm, my lord | Hm, my lord

I really want to see you | Really want to be with youReally want to see you lord
But it takes so long, my lord

My sweet lord | Hm, my lord | Hm, my lord

I really want to know you | Really want to go with you
Really want to show you lord | That it won’t take long, my lord (hallelujah)

My sweet lord (hallelujah) | Hm, my lord (hallelujah) | My sweet lord (hallelujah)

I really want to see you | Really want to see you
Really want to see you, lord | Really want to see you, lord My, my, my lord (hallelujah)

I really want to know you (hallelujah) | Really want to go with you (hallelujah)
Really want to show you lord (aaah) | That it won’t take long, my lord (hallelujah)

Hmm (hallelujah) | My sweet lord (hallelujah) | My, my, lord (hallelujah)

Hm, my lord (hare krishna) | My, my, my lord (hare krishna)
Oh hm, my sweet lord (krishna, krishna) | Oh-uuh-uh (hare hare)

Now, I really want to see you (hare rama) | Really want to be with you (hare rama)
Really want to see you lord (aaah) | But it takes so long, my lord (hallelujah)

Hm, my lord (hallelujah) | My, my, my lord (hare krishna)
My sweet lord (hare krishna) | My sweet lord (krishna krishna)
My lord (hare hare) | Hm, hm (Gurur Brahma)
Hm, hm (Gurur Vishnu) | Hm, hm (Gurur Devo)
Hm, hm (Maheshwara) | My sweet lord (Gurur Sakshaat)
My sweet lord (Parabrahma) | My, my, my lord (Tasmayi Shree)
My, my, my, my lord (Guruve Namah) | My sweet lord (Hare Rama)

[fade:]

(hare krishna) | My sweet lord (hare krishna)
My sweet lord (krishna krishna) | My lord (hare hare)

… écoutez bien cette version dont Georges Harrison s’est inspiré pour son Sweet Lord, à partir de la 17ème mesure. Au-delà de 4 accords initiaux de The Chiffons, c’est du plagiat, Monsieur Georges et tu as dû te justifier devant la justice..

He’s So Fine

(Do-lang, do-lang, do-lang) | (Do-lang, do-lang)

He’s so fine | (Do-lang-do-lang-do-lang)
Wish he were mine | (Do-lang-do-lang-do-lang)
That handsome boy overthere | (Do-lang-do-lang-do-lang)
The one with the wavy hair | (Do-lang-do-lang-do-lang)
I don’t know how I’m gonna do it | (Do-lang-do-lang-do-lang)
But I’m gonna make him mine | (Do-lang-do-lang-do-lang)
He’s the envy of all the girls | (Do-lang-do-lang-do-lang)
It’s just a matter of time | (Do-lang-do-lang)

He’s a soft [Spoken] guy | (Do-lang-do-lang-do-lang)
Also seems kinda shy | (Do-lang-do-lang-do-lang)
Makes me wonder if I | (Do-lang-do-lang-do-lang)
Should even give him a try | (Do-lang-do-lang-do-lang)
But then I know he can’t shy | (Do-lang-do-lang-do-lang)
He can’t shy away forever | (Do-lang-do-lang-do-lang)
And I’m gonna make him mine | (Do-lang-do-lang-do-lang)
If it takes me forever | (Do-lang-do-lang)

He’s so fine | (Oh yeah)
Gotta be mine | (Oh yeah)
Sooner or later | (Oh yeah)
I hope it’s not later | (Oh yeah)
We gotta get together | (Oh yeah)
The sooner the better | (Oh yeah)
I just can’t wait, I just can’t wait | To be held in his arms

If I were a queen | (Do-lang-do-lang-do-lang)
And he asked me to leave my throne | (Do-lang-do-lang-do-lang)
I’ll do anything that he asked | (Do-lang-do-lang-do-lang)
Anything to make him my own | (Do-lang-do-lang-do-lang)
For he’s so fine | (So fine) so fine | (So fine) he’s so fine
(So fine) so fine | (So fine) he’s so fine

(So fine) oh yeah | (He’s so fine) he’s so fine
(So fine) uh-huh | (He’s so fine) | He’s so fine…

Pas rancunières pour un sou, elles ont à leur tour interprété «sa» version, en lui demandant poliment.
Un air populaire repris à la perfection par les filles.

Never Ever

A few questions that I need to know | How you could ever hurt me so?
I need to know what I’ve done wrong | And how long it’s been going on

Was it that I never paid enough attention? | Or did I not give enough affection?
Not only will your answers keep me sane | But I’ll know never to make the same mistake again

You can tell me to my face or even on the phone | You can write it in a letter, either way, I have to know
Did I never treat you right? | Did I always start the fight?
Either way, I’m going out of my mind | All the answers to my questions | I have to find

My head’s spinning | Boy, I’m in a daze | I feel isolated
Don’t wanna communicate | I’ll take a shower, I will scour | I will rub
To find peace of mind | The happy mind I once owned, yeah

Flexing vocabulary runs right through me | The alphabet runs right from A to Z
Conversations, hesitations in my mind | You got my conscience asking questions that I can’t find

I’m not crazy | I’m sure I ain’t done nothing wrong, no | I’m just waiting
‘Cause I heard that this feeling | Won’t last that long

Never ever have I ever felt so low | When you gonna take me out of this black hole?
Never ever have I ever felt so sad | The way I’m feeling yeah, you got me feeling really bad
Never ever have I had to find | I’ve had to dig away to find my own peace of mind
I’ve never ever had my conscience to fight | The way I’m feeling, yeah, I just don’t feel right

Never ever have I ever felt so low | When you gonna take me out of this black hole?
Never ever have I ever felt so sad | The way I’m feeling yeah, you got me feeling really bad
Never ever have I had to find | I’ve had to dig away to find my own peace of mind
I’ve never ever had my conscience to fight | The way I’m feeling, yeah, I just don’t feel right

I’ll keep searching | Deep within my soul
For all the answers | Don’t wanna hurt no more
I need peace, gotta feel at ease | Need to be
Free from pain, going insane | My heart aches, yeah

Sometimes vocabulary runs through my head | The alphabet runs right from A to Z
Conversations, hesitations in my mind | You got my conscience asking questions that I can’t find

I’m not crazy | I’m sure I ain’t done nothing wrong
And now I’m just waiting | ‘Cause I heard that this feeling won’t last that long

Never ever have I ever felt so low | When you gonna take me out of this black hole?
Never ever have I ever felt so sad | The way I’m feeling yeah, you got me feeling really bad
Never ever have I had to find | I’ve had to dig away to find my own peace of mind
I’ve never ever had my conscience to fight | The way I’m feeling, yeah, I just don’t feel right

Never ever have I ever felt so low | When you gonna take me out of this black hole?
Never ever have I ever felt so sad | The way I’m feeling yeah, you got me feeling really bad
Never ever have I had to find | I’ve had to dig away to find my own peace of mind
I’ve never ever had my conscience to fight | The way I’m feeling, yeah, I just don’t feel right

Never ever have I ever felt so low | When you gonna take me out of this black hole?
Never ever have I ever felt so sad | The way I’m feeling yeah, you got me feeling really bad
Never ever have I had to find | I’ve had to dig away to find my own peace of mind
I’ve never ever had my conscience to fight | The way I’m feeling, yeah, I just don’t feel right

Never ever have I ever felt so low | When you gonna take me out of this black hole?
Never ever have I ever felt so sad | The way I’m feeling yeah, you got me feeling really bad
Never ever have I had to find | I’ve had to dig away to find my own peace of mind
I’ve never ever had my conscience to fight | The way I’m feeling, yeah, I just don’t feel right

You can tell me to my face | You can tell me on the phone
Ooh, you can write it in a letter, babe | ‘Cause I really need to know
You can tell me to my face | You can tell me on the phone
Ooh, you can write it in a letter, babe | ‘Cause I really need to know
You can write it in a letter, babe | You can write it in a letter, babe

Bien sûr, la version de Patty LaBelle sert de référence, mais j’adore la dynamique de cette interprétation.

Lady Marmalade

Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, go sister x 4

Do you fancy enough, hit it in the sack | Yes my kitty cat is all that
And then some you are the one | Gotta represent, gotta go the whole run

We could play all night gotta do it right | Snuggle up, huddle up, nice and tight
My place or yours, gotta be raw | Don’t really matter once we get through the door

Coochy coochy ya ya da da | Coochy coochy ya ya here
Mooka-choca lata ya ya | Where you think your sleeping tonight? oh

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi? x 3

Now come and share all your deep fantasies | I’m asking not telling you please
Show me all night you can do me right | Take me where I wanna be and I’ll be singing

Coochy coochy ya ya da da | Coochy coochy ya ya here
Mooka-choca lata ya ya | Where you think your sleeping tonight? oh

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi? x 3

Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, go sister x 3

Mooka-choca lata haha | Coucher ce soir?
Wrong, wrong that’s right | Bring it on daddy its the bedroom fight

Gonna head for your draws and pull them off fast | Gotta keep up, if you think you can last
Gonna get wet are you ready yet? | On your marks get set

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi? x 3

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi? x 3

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?
(Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, go sister)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi? x 3

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir? (hey sister, go sister, soul sister, go sister)
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi? (hey sister, go sister, soul sister, go siste
r) x 3

Tel père, telle fille. Version à comparer avec celle de Jessica Simpson…

THESE BOOTS ARE MADE FOR WALKING
You keep saying you got something for me | Something you call love but confess
You’ve been a’messin’ where you shouldn’t ‘ve been a’messin’ | And now someone else is getting all your best
Well, these boots are made for walking, and that’s just what they’ll do

One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you

You keep lyin’ when you oughta be truthin’ | You keep losing when you oughta not bet
You keep samin’ when you oughta be a’changin’ | What’s right is right but you ain’t been right yet
These boots are made for walking, and that’s just what they’ll do

One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you

You keep playing where you shouldn’t be playing | And you keep thinking that you’ll never get burnt (HAH)
Well, I’ve just found me a brand new box of matches (YEAH) | And what he knows you ain’t had time to learn
These boots are made for walking, and that’s just what they’ll do

One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you

Are you ready, boots? | Start walkin’

Certains prétendent qu’elle a saboté le titre avec sa version country. Vous trouvez? Si vous voulez la voir dans son élément, «Shérif fait moi peur» saura vous ravir.
Et l’on prétend qu’elle a une voix fluette!

Girls Just Want To Have Fun

I come home, in the morning light | My mother says « When you gonna live your life right? »
Oh momma dear, we’re not the fortunate ones | And girls, they wanna have fun
Oh girls just wanna have fun…

The phone rings, in the middle of the night, | My father yells « What you gonna do with your life? »
Oh daddy dear, you know you’re still number one, | But girls they wanna have fun,
Oh girls just wanna have

That’s all they really want… | Some fun…
When the working day is done | Oh girls, they wanna have fun
Oh girls just wanna (girls) have fun (they want) | (Wanna have fun)
(Girls) | (Wanna have)

Some boys take a beautiful girl | And hide her away from the rest of the world
I wanna be the one to walk in the sun | Oh girls, they wanna have fun
Oh girls just wanna have

That’s all they really want… | Is some fun…
When the working day is done | Oh girls, they wanna have fun
Oh girls just wanna have (girls) fun (they want) | (Wanna have fun)
(Girls) | (Wanna have)

They just wanna, they just wanna (girls) | They just wanna, they just wanna (Girls just wanna have fun)
Oh girls

Girls just wanna have fun | They just wanna, they just wanna,
They just wanna, they just wanna (Girls) | They just wanna, they just wanna (Girls just wanna have fun)
Girls, girls just wanna have fun

When the workin’ | When the working day is done
Oh, when the working day is done | Oh, girls
Girls just wanna have fun

They just wanna, they just wanna (girls)
They just wanna, they just wanna (Girls just wanna have fun) | Oh, girls

Girls just wanna have fu-un | (They just wanna, they just wanna)
When the workin’, | When the working day is done, (They just wanna, they just
wanna) | Oh, when the working day is done (Oh, girls)
(Girls just wanna have fun) | Oh, girls
Girls just wanna have fun | (They just wanna, they just wanna)…

Trop beau cette séquence.

Time After Time

Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick and think of you | Caught up in circles confusion is nothing new
Flashback, warm nights | Almost left behind
Suitcases of memories | Time after
Sometimes you picture me | I’m walking too far ahead
You’re calling to me, I can’t hear, what you’ve said | Then you say
Go slow | I fall behind | The second hand unwinds

If you’re lost you can look and you will find me | Time after time
If you fall I will catch you I’ll be waiting | Time after time
If you’re lost you can look and you will find me | Time After Time
If you fall I will catch you | I’ll be waiting | Time After Time

After my picture fades and darkness has turned to gray The drum beats out of time

If you’re lost you can look and you will find me | Time after time
If you fall I will catch you I’ll be waiting | Time after time

You said | Go slow
I fall behind | The second hand unwinds

If you’re lost you can look and you will find me | Time after time
If you fall I will catch you I’ll be waiting | Time after time
If you’re lost you can look and you will find me | Time After Time
If you fall I will catch you | I’ll be waiting
Time After Time x 5

Elle sait aussi se montrer agressive, la tigresse!

MONEY CHANGES EVERYTHING

She said I’m sorry baby I’m leaving you tonight | I found someone new he’s waitin’ in the car outside
Ah honey how could you do it | We swore each other everlasting love
She said well yeah I know but when | We did–there was one thing we weren’t
Really thinking of and that’s money–

Money changes everything | Money, money changes everything
We think we know what we’re doin’ | That don’t mean a thing
It’s all in the past now | Money changes everything

They shake your hand and they smile | And they buy you a drink
They say we’ll be your friends | We’ll stick with you till the end
Ah but everybody’s only | Looking out for themselves
And you say well who can you trust | I’ll tell you it’s just
Nobody else’s money–

Money changes everything | Money changes everything
We think we know what we’re doin’ | We don’t pull the strings
It’s all in the past now | Money changes everything

Money changes everything | Money changes everything
We think we know what we’re doing | We don’t know a thing
It’s all in the past now

Money changes everything x 3

Elle nous a quittés à 27 ans…

To Love Somebody

There’s a light, certain kinda light | Never ever, never shone on me, no, no
Honey, I want, I want my whole life | To be lived with you, babe
That’s what I want oh, was to be | Living and loving you

There’s a way, oh everybody say | You can do anything, every thing yeah
But what good, what good | Honey, what good could it ever bring
‘Cause I ain’t got you with my love | And I can’t find you babe, no I can’t

You don’t know, you don’t know what it’s like | No you don’t, honey no you don’t know
You don’t know what it’s like | To love anybody
Oh honey, I wanna talk about love | And trying to hold somebody
The way I love you babe | And I’ve been loving you babe

In my brain, oh I can see your face again | I know my frame of mind, yeah
But nobody, nobody has to ever be so blind | Honey, like I did, I know I was blind
Honey, I tell you that I was, I was very, very blind | Oh but I’m just a girl
Can’t you just take a look at me and tell | Tell that I live, honey I live and I breathe for you
Don’t you know I do!

But what good, what good, | Honey, what good could ever do
‘Cause I ain’t got you, that’s all I’ve ever wanted | And I ain’t got you, babe, oh but I’ve been looking ’round
But you don’t know, you don’t know what it’s like | No you don’t, no, no, no, you don’t know,
Honey, you don’t know what it’s like | Oh to love anybody.
Oh honey I wanna talk about | Trying to hold somebody when you’re lonely
The way I loved you, baby | And I just want you to know I tried

Oh I know that there’s a way | ‘Cause everybody came to me one time and said
« Honey, you can do anything, | Every little thing, and I think I can
Oh, but what good, what good | Honey, what awfully good can it ever, ever bring
‘Cause I can’t find you with my love | And I can’t find you babe, oh anywhere

Oh, but you don’t know, | You don’t know what it’s like,
No you don’t and you never ever, ever did. | You don’t know, honey,
You don’t know what it’s like | Oh to love anybody
Oh honey I wanna talk about trying to hold you

Oh baby, baby, baby, yeah | But you don’t know
You don’t know what it’s like | And you never ever, ever did
I said I tried to throw my love around you | And I tried to help you darling
But you never ever, no you never ever | No you never ever, no you never ever
I know that you know that | No you never ever, ever, ever
Oh let me throw my love | Throw my love all around you, yeah

Shout

Well…….
You make me wanna shout | Look my hands jumpin’
Look my heart’s thumpin’ | Throw my head back
Come on now.hah | Don’t forget to say you will
Don’t forget to shout | yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Say you will,(throw your head back) | Say you will,(Come on now , come on now)
Say you will,(throw your head back) | whooo | Say you will,(Come on now)

(Say) Say that you love me. x 3 | (Say) Ain’t Gonna greve me.

(say) oh come now x 3
(say) oh come now How i was over you,
From the bottom of my soul. | yea yea now
Now that is old enough, | Enough to know,
You wanna meet me, | You wanna love me so.

I want you to know | I said i want you to know right now
You have been good to me baby | Better than i’ve been to myself | yeah yeah
And if you ever leave me. | I don’t want nobody else | yeah yeah
Because i want you to know | I want you to know right now.

You make me wanna shout
whoo shout x 4
all right all right all right | take it easy take it easy take it easy | all right all right all right

Hey hey hey hey ( Hey hey hey hey) x 4

shout now. jump up and shout now, everybody shout now, everybody shout now
everybody shout shout shout shout shout shout

Hey hey hey hey( Hey hey hey hey) x 2
Yeah yeah yeah yeah( yeah yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

J’adore et je le passe en boucle, ce morceau.

September In The Rain

The leaves of brown came tumbling down, remember | That September, in the rain
That old sun went out just like a dying ember | That September, in the rain

To everyone, of love, I heard you whisper | A raindrops seemed to play a sweet refrain
Though spring is here, to me, it’s still September | That September, in the rain

To everyone, of love, I heard you whisper | A raindrops seemed to play a sweet refrain
Though spring is here, to me, it’s still September | That September, in the rain

I’m talking about September in the rain

Je vous recommande le titre suivant des Spotnicks, «Amapola», malheureusement intégré dans Youtube, pour leur jeu de scène:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fLe0ga8UhoA