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"Baby, It's Cold Outside"
(feat. James Caan)

"Baby, It's Cold Outside"
(feat. James Caan)



[Bette:] I really can't stay
[James:] But baby, it's cold outside.
[B:] I got to go 'way.
[J:] But baby, it's cold outside.
[B:] This evening has been
[J:] Been hopin' that you'd drop in.
[B:] so very nice.
[J:] I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice.
[B:] My mother will start to worry.
[J:] Beautiful, what's your hurry?
[B:] My father will be pacing the floor.
[J:] Listen to that fireplace roar.
[B:] So really I'd better scurry.
[J:] Beautiful, please don't hurry.
[B:] Well, maybe just a half a drink more.
[J:] Put some records on while I pour.
[B:] You know the neighbors might think.
[J:] But baby, it's bad out there.
[B:] Er, what's in this drink?
[J:] No cabs to be had out there.
[B:] I wish I knew how
[J:] Your eyes are like starlight now.
[B:] to break this spell.
[J:] I'll take your hat, your hair looks swell.
[B:] I ought to say no, no, no sir.
[J:] Mind if I move in closer?
[B:] At least I'm gonna say that I tried.
[J:] What's the sense in hurtin' my pride?
[B:] I really can't stay,
[J:] Baby, don't hold out.
[B:] ah, but it's cold outside.
[J:] Baby, it's cold outside.
[B:] Ah, but it's cold outside.
[J:] Baby, it's cold outside.
 
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"Bang, You're Dead"

"Bang, You're Dead"


"Oh god, oh god.
Dumping so early in the evening.
I really didn't mean that.
I really didn't mean that."

Above the ground, I'm lifted to the sky,
and down like a tumbling weed I found myself stranded high and dry.
A circus ride, oh, it only costs a dime,
but if you wanna see the fireworks you might have to pay a lifetime.

'Cause love is a carnival
with lots of laughs, wonderful rides and danger.
But it feels so good.
With rockets shootin' in your head,
'round and 'round and 'round you go.
Bang, you're dead, baby. Bang, you're dead, baby.

Like a boomerang keeps twisting, twisting in your heart.
You know the funny part of it is, you always end up where you start.
You're headed for big clouds. Got the silver lining.
But you're in for a big surprise.
There's a river of tears behind it.

'Cause love is a carnival
with lots of baubles, bangles and beads.
Beware, beware, beware.
It feels so good, feels so good.
With rockets shootin' in your head,
'round and 'round and 'round you go.
Bang, you're dead, baby. Bang, you're dead, baby.

Above the ground I'm lifted. Spininng, spinning, spinning out of control.
Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher!
Above the ground I'm lifted, yeah, to the sky.
And down like a tumbling weed I found myself stranded high and dry.
A circus ride, you know it, it only costs a dime,
but if you wanna see the fireworks you might have to pay.
Hey, yeah, yeah, to the sky, high. And down like a tumbling weed
I found myself stranded, stranded.
Bang, you're dead!
 
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"Be My Baby"

"Be My Baby"


The night we met, I knew I needed you so
And if I had the chance, I'd never let you go.
So won't you say you love me,
I'll make you so proud of me.
We'll make 'em turn their heads every place we go.

So won't you, please, (be my, be my baby)
Be my little baby, (my one and only baby)
Say you'll be my darlin', (be my, be my baby)
Be my baby now, (my one and only baby)
Wha-oh-oh-oh.

I'll make you happy, baby, just wait and see.
For every kiss you give me I'll give you three.
Oh, since the day I saw you
I have been waiting for you.
You know I will adore you 'til eternity.

So won't you, please, (be my, be my baby)
Be my little baby, (my one and only baby)
Say you'll be my darlin', (be my, be my baby)
Be my baby now, (my one and only baby)
Wha-oh-oh-oh.

So come on and, please (be my, be my baby)
Be my little baby, (my one and only baby)
Say you'll be my darlin', (be my, be my baby)
Be my baby now, (my one and only baby)
Wha-oh-oh-oh.

(Be my, be my baby), Be my little baby.
(My one and only baby), oh,
(Be my, be my baby), oh,
(My one and only baby), wha-oh-oh-oh-oh.
 
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"Beast Of Burden"

"Beast Of Burden"


Now write this down!

I'll never be your beast of burden.
My back is broad, but it's a' hurtin'.
All I want is for you to make love to me.

I'll never be your beast of burden.
I walk for miles, my feet are hurtin'.
All I want is for you to make love to me.

What's the matter with me?
Ain't I hot enough? Ain't I rough enough?
Ain't I rich enough? I'm not too blind to see. Ohh, ohhh.

I'll never be your beast of burden.
So let's go home and draw the curtains.
Put some music on the radio.
C'mon, baby, make some love to me.

Oh, what's the matter with me?
Ain't I hot enough? Ain't I rough enough?
Ain't I rich enough? I'm not too blind to see. Ohh, ohhh.

My little sister is a pretty pretty girl.
My little sister is a pretty pretty girl.
She loves to ride. She loves to crawl.
They love to take her out behind the garden wall.

And when they're done they just throw her away.
And she don't have an awful lot to say.
It hurts her so bad to come to the end.
I re, I remember all the times she spent sayin', "Please!"

Ain't I hot enough? Ain't I rough enough?
Ain't I rich enough? I'm not too blind to see. Ohh, ohhh.
Ohh. Ohhhh.

I'll never be your beast of burden.
My back is broad, baby, but it's a' hurtin'.
And all I want is you to make love to me.

What's the matter, what's the matter with me?
Ain't I hot enough? Oooh, yeah, ain't I rough enough?
Oooh, yeah, ain't I rich enough, rich enough, rich enough,
too blind to see? Too blind, too blind, ohhhh!

I'll never be your beast of burden.
I walk for miles, honey, my feet are hurtin'.
And all I want . . .
 
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"Bed Of Roses"

"Bed Of Roses"


Long, long ago, where the tall grass grows
and the still air is sweet with summer flowers;
in the shade by the stream I would lie awake and dream,
and in dreaming I would while away the hours.

Long, long gone yesterday,
and the castle and the prince and the God to whom I prayed.
Well, I made, and I'm gonna lie in this bed of roses.
I'm tired of trying to be free.
Gonna lay down like a sigh in my bed of roses.
Bed of roses I believed my life would be.

Well, I wasted years,
all the useless, bitter tears.
If I'd known I'd have stopped it at the start.
I knew life was long,
and I knew life could go wrong,
but I never knew my life would break my heart.

Dreams die harder than pride.
I have learned my lesson well.
I will put them both aside.
'Cause I made and I'm gonna lie in this bed of roses.
I'm tired and I'm dying to be free.
Gonna lay down like a sigh in my bed of roses.
Bed of roses I believed my life would be.

Roses die, and all the fairy tales are lies,
and I guess that's just too bad for poor old me.
'Cause I made, and I'm gonna lie in my bed of roses.
Bed of roses I believed my life would be.
Bed of roses I believed my life would be.
 
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"Bei Mir Bist Du Schon"

"Bei Mir Bist Du Schon"


Of all the boys I've known, and I've known some
Until I first met you, I was lonesome
And when you came in sight, dear, my heart grew light
And this old world seemed new to me

You're really swell, I have to admit you
Deserve expressions that really fit you
And so I've racked my brain, hoping to explain
All the things that you do to me

Bei mir bist du schon, please let me explain
Bei mir bist du schon means you're grand
Bei mir bist du schon, again I'll explain
It means you're the fairest in the land

I could say "Bella, Bella", even say "Wunderbar"
Each language only helps me tell you how grand you are

I've tried to explain, bei mir bist du schon
So kiss me and say you understand

Bei mir bist du schon, you've heard it all before
but let me try to explain
Bei mir bist du schon means that you're grand
Bei mir bist du schon, it's such an old refrain
and yet I should explain
It means I am begging for your hand

I could say "Bella, Bella", even say "Wunderbar"
Each language only helps me tell you how grand you are

[Instrumental Interlude]

I could say "Bella, Bella", even say "Wunderbar"
Each language only helps me tell you how grand you are

I've tried to explain, bei mir bist du schon
So kiss me and say that you will understand
 
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"Big Noise From Winnetka"

"Big Noise From Winnetka"


This is the story of a young girl who was the Einstein of the dance.
They called her Big Noise from Winnetka, against her no one stood a chance.
Big Noise blew in from Winnetka, stole each fellow's heart and then,
Big Noise blew in from Winnetka, Big Noise blew right out again.

Boys were sighing, their girlfriends crying, hearts were pounding when;
The Big Noise dances, hence romances, it's just astounding when;
Big Noise blew in from Winnetka, Big Noise blew right out again.

Stop! Look! Listen! Listen to the Big Noise.
Stop! Look! Listen! Listen to the Big Noise.

I am the one they call the Big Noise. I got to dance my way to fame.
I just blew in from Winnetka, that town will never be the same.
Now I had my fun, and yet there's just one who's got me from the start.
I'd love to conga a little bit longer but it keeps us apart.
Exit Big Noise from Winnetka, enter Big Noise in his heart.

Big men move me out. Senors zonk me out.
Zim zom zup ma ma. Big men boo bop ba, bah ba doo wop.
Boodeeah baby boodeeah baby boodeeah baby.
Boodeeah baby boodeeah baby boodeeah baby baby baby over 'n' out.

She loves the bass. She loves the drum.
She loves to stay out late and dance the samba, samba, how she loves to samba,
rhumba, salsa, limbo and pachenga.
She's so restless she's on every guest list.
None can please her. She'd say no to Ceaser.
Teach me, why don't you teach me. Show me how to let go!

There she goes 'round again, up and then down again, in and then out. Hooo!

When Big Noise waltzes through the door the bouncer has to clear the floor,
'cause everybody wants to see the girl get down, the girl get down.
And if you try to hold me tight, I'll disappear into the night.
My lover's waiting home for me (she don't do that! She don't do that!)

Everyone's got a bit of Big Noise in his heart,
everyone likes to toot his horn.
I've been the Big Noise from Winnetka for so long,
time for a new noise to be born.
'Cause I had my fun and yet there's just one who's got me from the start.
Exit Big Noise for Winnetka, enter Big Noise in my heart.

Onc she was pickin' up the big boys . . .
Now I'm pickin' up my little kids' toys . . .
Big Noise we miss you.
 
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"Big Noise From Winnetka - Divine Madness Version"

"Big Noise From Winnetka - Divine Madness Version"


[Harlettes:] This is the story of a young girl
who was the hippest chick in town.
They call her Big Noise from Winettka.
Miss Birdie's sure to get around.
Big Noise flew in from Winnetka,
stole each fellow's heart and then
Big Noise flew in from Winnetka,
Big Noise flew right out again.
Stop! Look! Listen! Here comes the Big Noise!
Stop! Look! Listen! Here comes the Big Noise!

[Bette:] I am the one they call the Big Noise.
I'm looking fine and feeling sharp.
I just flew in from Winnetka, don't you know?
I'm gonna blow this joint apart!

I got my high heels! I don't need no wheels!
My footwork is an art!
You know the joint is jumpin',
my heart is pumpin',
and this is just the start!
Whoa! I was a big noise from Winnetka,
I'll be a big noise in your heart!
Whooooa!

[Harlettes:] Tempting when she's walkin',
tempting when she's talkin'!
Listen to her squakin'!
There she goes 'round again,
up and then down again,
in and then out, ooooh, bop!

"Hi! Welcome to another foul evening with the Divine Miss M!
"After many a summer dies the swan,"
but not when their stuck in a turkey as big as this one!
Watch us as we scratch and claw out hour
upon the stage in yet another feeble-minded attempt
to turn chicken shit in to chicken salad.
Make no mistake about it, eggs will be laid tonight!
Ain't that right girls? Oh, my girls.
My three favorite schochkies on the breakfront of life.
I'll never forget the first time I found these girls,
selling their papayas on 42nd Street. So flushed, so filthy.
The astonishing verbal abuse they heaped upon me made me certain
we were destined to share the stage someday.
Not only are my girls fine singers and dancers,
not only are they gorgeous and talented,
but they also think I'm god!
Ain't that right, girls?
They function as a greek chorus.
These girls don't know shit about Euripides,
but they know plenty about Trojans.
Ladies and gentlemen, a rousing hand for the semi-classical
Harlettes! Laides!
Alright girls, sing 'em your siren song, go ahead.
Turn them men into pigs. Not the band, you idiots.
Those, that bunch right over there in the front row.
Not much of a challenge, huh?
This group is already well on its way to oink oink land.
Oops, so sorry. Once again behaving in a manner I had sworn to aschew.
Thank you. Once again falling into the vat of vulgarity.
Oh tut tut. I did so want to leave my sordid past behind and emerge
form this project beathed in a new and ennobling light.
I wanted to come out and be the sweet, pure, honest,
unadorned person that I really really am.
I wanted to show you the good beneath the gaudy,
the saint beneath all this paint, the sweet, pure,
winsome little soul that lurks beneath this lurid exterior.
But fortunately, just as I was about to rush down the path
to repectability and righteousness,
a wee small voice called out to me in the night
and reminded me of the motto by which I've always tried to live my life:
F$CK 'EM IF THEY CAN'T TAKE A JOKE!"

[From the soundtrack:] "Hi! "After many a summer dies the swan,"
but not when she's stuck in a turkey the size of this one!
Make no mistake about it folks, eggs will be laid tonight!
Ain't that right girls? Oh, my girls.
My three favorite schochkies on the breakfront of life.
I'll never forget the first time I found these girls,
peddling their papayas on 42nd Street.
Not only are my girls fine singers and dancers,
not only are they gorgeous and talented,
but they also think I'm god!"

[Bette:] I am the one they call the bi-i-i-i-g noise!
I am a living work of art!
I just flew in from Winnetka, daddy-o!
I'm gonna blow this joint apart!

Everyone has a bit of big noise in his heart.
Everyone loves a little sin.
Well, I'm gonna be the first girl in the line
when the festivities begin!

I was a scandle, too hot to handle!
They said, "You'd best depart!"
Oh! Exit Big Noise from Winnetka.
Enter . . .

[Harlettes:] Enter! Enter!
Big Noise in his heart!
 
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"Big Socks"

"Big Socks"



Mmmmmm, you talk about you and only you
and the things that you do for you.
You say you're not a lean cuisine.
So I wanna see whatcha got on the menu.

Now, if you think you're the man the only man
with an exterior you feel is superior,
just give Miss B a little peek
and see if you really can deliver.

Your tendencies are short, my expectations are long.
And as I see it now, there's not much to go on.
It seems you dug a hole that you can't crawl out.
Now I truly see what you're all about.

Don't brag about the diamond rings
or the expensive clothes you wear,
'cause I could care less for what you possess
and your attitude needs repair.
Don't brag about your body, baby,
and say that you're packin' a lot,
'cause all I see besides your big feet
is that you got big socks.

Let's just say that there's something lackin'.
A flea shouldn't have the nerve to be braggin'.
So pack up your little gift and get to steppin'.
Return it back and put it in the kiddie section.

Full figured in a place that can deliver?
Ha ha, not from what I've seen.
I can't trace what's below your waist.
There's too much space to be inside those jeans.

Don't brag about the diamond rings
or the expensive clothes you wear,
'cause I could care less for what you possess
and your attitude needs repair.
Don't brag about your body, baby,
and say that you're packin' a lot,
'cause all I see besides your big feet
is that you got big socks.

Bye bye, baby, bye bye.
It's time to wave the white flag
now that the kitten has been let out the bag.

Don't brag about the diamond rings
or the expensive clothes you wear,
'cause I could care less for what you possess
and your attitude needs repair.
Don't brag about your body, baby,
and say that you're packin' a lot,
'cause all I see besides your big feet
is that you got big socks.

Don't brag about the diamond rings
or the expensive clothes you wear,
'cause I could care less for what you possess
and your attitude needs repair.
Don't brag about your body, baby,
and say that you're packin' a lot,
'cause all I see besides your big feet
is that you got big socks.
 
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"Big Spender"

"Big Spender"



The minute you walked in the joint
I could see you were a man of distinction.
A real big spender,
Good lookin', so refined.
Say, wouldn't you like to know
What's goin on in my mind?

So let me get to the point.
I don't pop my cork for every guy I see.
Hey big spender,
Spend a little time with me.

Wouldn't you like to have fun, fun, fun?
How's about a few laughs, laughs, laughs?
I can show you a good time.
Let me show you a good time.

The minute you walked in the joint
I could see you were a man of distinction.
A real big spender,
Good lookin', so refined.
Say, wouldn't you like to know
What's goin on in my mind?

So let me get to the point.
I don't pop my cork for every guy I see.
Hey big spender,
Hey big spender,
Hey big spender,
Spend a little time with me.
 
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