Cab Calloway - So sweet

Tekst :

You re so sweet, how could anyone be so sweet?
Tell me, little one,
Believe me, you re a lucky find,
Peaches, cream and honey, all of them combined.

You re so sweet, like a little flower,
Grow sweet, every little hour,
You know, sweet, you ll always be
So sweet to me!

Cab Calloway - St. James infirmary

Tekst :

Folks, I m goin down to St. James Infirmary,
See my baby there;
She s stretched out on a long, white table,
She s so sweet, so cold, so fair.

Let her go, let her go, God bless her,
Wherever she may be,
She will search this wide world over,
But she ll never find another sweet man like me.

Now, when I die, bury me in my straight-leg britches,
Put on a box-back coat and a stetson hat,
Put a twenty-dollar gold piece on my watch chain,
So you can let all the boys know I died standing pat.

An give me six crap shooting pall bearers,
Let a chorus girl sing me a song.
Put a red hot jazz band at the top of my head
So we can raise Hallelujah as we go along.

Folks, now that you have heard my story,
Say, boy, hand me another shot of that booze;
If anyone should ask you,
Tell em I ve got those St. James Infirmary blues.

Cab Calloway - Hey, doc

Tekst :

[Spoken] Hey, Doc, hey, Doc, I ve got to see you.
[Spoken] Who s that waking me up at 8:30 here in the morning? What s wrong with you, boy?
[Spoken] Well, Doc, something is bothering me.
[Spoken] Is that so? Well, tell me about it.

Hey, Doc, hey, Doc,
I wonder what s wrong with me.
[Spoken] You look like you re beat to your chops this morning.
Hey, Doc, hey, Doc,
My temperature s one-oh-three.
[Spoken] Well, let me feel your pulse, let me feel your pulse.
Hey, Dock, hey, Doc,
Whenever she looks at me . . .
[Spoken] Oh, there s a chick mixed up in this thing here!

Say, do you get a hazy spell?
Yeah!
A crazy spell?
Yeah!
And do you run around in circles and yell that you need a pill?

Hey, Doc, hey, Doc,
My ticker is on the blink.
[Spoken] Hey, nurse, hand me my stethoscope over there.
[Spoken] What do you think?
[Spoken] I think what the trouble is, uh, you in love!
[Spoken] Well, Doc, that s a killer. That s a gasser. That knocks me on out.

Inne utwory

Losowe utwory

Rien ne me changera

Je n ai pas vu de soleil comme on voit dans les livres
Ni perdu le sommeil à bord d un bateau ivre
Moi qui n ai pas connu de secrets trop lourds
J attends tout de la vie
J attends tout de l amour

My funny valentine

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

Des enamorados

Una lágrima se va
resbalando a mi garganta, sí, por ti,
que me dejas sola, ¡oh no!,
precisamente aquí,
sintiendo tus suspiros sobre mí,
y los escalofríos que me dan al sentir
un dolor amargo, un beso tierno sobre mí
porque estoy en...

La voce

C é una voce che
É dentro te
E si libera
Più forte se
Gridi il tuo bisogno d amore,
Con tutta la voce che c è.
La senti per le strade
E sopra i marciapiedi,
Negli occhi di chi ha fame,
Di chi non sta più in piedi
E...

Firecracker

You set off a trigger in my imagination
A surprise, in fact, you ve got me climbing your scales
I m doing just what I can right now just to see you spark
I just wanna dance all night to the drum-machines on your

Firecracker
On my fevered...