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Mrs. Robinson — Simon and Garfunkel

And here’s to you, Mrs. Robinson

Jesus loves you more than you will know, wo wo wo

God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson

Heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey hey hey

Hey hey hey

We’d like to know a little bit about you for our files

We’d like to help you learn to help yourself

Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes

Stroll around the grounds until you feel at home

And here’s to you, Mrs. Robinson

Jesus loves you more than you will know, wo wo wo

God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson

Heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey hey hey

Hey hey hey

Hide it in a hiding place where no one ever goes

Put it in your pantry with your cupcakes

It’s a little secret, just the Robinsons’ affair

Most of all, you’ve got to hide it from the kids

Coo coo ca-choo, Mrs. Robinson

Jesus loves you more than you will know, wo wo wo

God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson

Heaven holds a place for those who pray, hey hey hey

Hey hey hey

Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon

Going to the candidates’ depate

Laugh about it, shout about it

When you’ve got to choose

Every way you look at it you lose

Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio?

A nation turns its lonely eyes to you, wo wo wo

What’s that you say, Mrs. Robinson

‘Joltin Joe’ has left and gone away, hey hey hey

Hey hey hey

…

Michelle — The Beatles

Michelle, ma belle

These are words that go together well (ooh)

My Michelle

Michelle, ma belle

Sont des mots qui vont très bien ensemble

Très bien ensemble

I love you, I love you, I love you

(Ooh, ooh) that’s all I want to say

(Ooh) until I find a way

I will say the only words I know that you’ll understand

Michelle, ma belle

Sont des mots qui vont très bien ensemble

Très bien ensemble

I need to, I need to, I need to

I need to make you see (ooh)

Oh, what you mean to me (ooh, ooh)

Until I do, I’m hoping you will know what I mean

I love you (ooh, ooh)

I want you, I want you, I want you (ooh, ooh)

I think you know by now

I’ll get to you somehow

Until I do, I’m telling you, so you’ll understand

Michelle, ma belle

Sont des mots qui vont très bien ensemble

Très bien ensemble

And I will say the only words I know that you’ll understand

My Michelle (hmm)

…

Love Minus Zero/ No Limit — Bob Dylan

My love she speaks like silence,

Without ideals or violence,

She doesn’t have to say she’s faithful,

Yet she’s true, like ice, like fire.

People carry roses,

Make promises by the hours,

My love she laughs like the flowers,

Valentines can’t buy her.

In the dime stores and bus stations,

People talk of situations,

Read books, repeat quotations,

Draw conclusions on the wall.

Some speak of the future,

My love she speaks softly,

She knows there’s no success like failure

And that failure’s no success at all.

The cloak and dagger dangles,

Madams light the candles.

In ceremonies of the horsemen,

Even the pawn must hold a grudge.

Statues made of match sticks,

Crumble into one another,

My love winks, she does not bother,

She knows too much to argue or to judge.

The bridge at midnight trembles,

The country doctor rambles,

Bankers’ nieces seek perfection,

Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring.

The wind howls like a hammer,

The night blows cold and rainy,

My love she’s like some raven

At my window with a broken wing

Love Love Me Do — The Beatles

Love, love me do

You know I love you

I’ll always be true

So please

Love me do

Oh love me do

Love, love me do

You know I love you

I’ll always be true

So please

Love me do

Oh love me do

Someone to love

Somebody new

Someone to love

Someone like you

Love, love me do

You know I love you

I’ll always be true

So please

Love me do

Oh love me do

Yeah, love me do

Oh love me do

The Long and Winding Road — The Beatles

The long and winding road

That leads to your door

Will never disappear

I’ve seen that road before

It always leads me here

Lead me to you door

The wild and windy night

That the rain washed away

Has left a pool of tears

Crying for the day

Why leave me standing here?

Let me know the way

Many times I’ve been alone

And many times I’ve cried

Anyway, you’ll never know

The many ways I’ve tried

And still they lead me back

To the long winding road

You left me standing here

A long, long time ago

Don’t leave me waiting here

Lead me to your door

But still they lead me back

To the long winding road

You left me standing here

A long, long time ago

Don’t keep me waiting here

Lead me to your door

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

…

Lola — The Kinks

I met her in a club down in old Soho

Where you drink champagne and it tastes just like coca cola

C-O-L-A, Cola

She walked up to me and she asked me to dance

I asked her her name and in a dark brown voice she said Lola

L-O-L-A, Lola

La-la-la-la Lola

Well, I’m not the world’s most physical guy

But when she squeezed me tight she nearly broke my spine

Oh my Lola

La-la-la-la Lola

Well, I’m not dumb but I can’t understand

Why she walked like a woman but talked like a man

Oh my Lola

La-la-la-la Lola

Well, we drank champagne and danced all night

Under electric candlelight

She picked me up and sat me on her knee

And said “Dear boy, won’t you come home with me?”

Well, I’m not the world’s most passionate guy

But when I looked in her eyes, well I almost fell for my Lola

La-la-la-la Lola

Lola

La-la-la-la Lola

I pushed her away

I walked to the door

I fell to the floor

I got down on my knees

Then I looked at her and she at me

Well, that’s the way that I want it to stay

And I always want it to be that way for my Lola

La-la-la-la Lola

Girls will be boys and boys will be girls

It’s a mixed up, muddled up, shook up world, except for Lola

La-la-la-la Lola

Well, I left home just a week before

And I’d never ever kissed a woman before

But Lola smiled and took me by the hand

And said “Dear boy, I’m gonna make you a man”

Well, I’m not the world’s most masculine man

But I know what I am and I’m glad I’m a man

And so is Lola

La-la-la-la Lola

Lola

La-la-la-la Lola

Lola

La-la-la-la Lola

Lola

La-la-la-la Lola

Lola

La-la-la-la Lola

Lola

La-la-la-la Lola

Like a Rolling Stone — Bob Dylan

… Once upon a time you dressed so fineThrew the bums a dime in your prime, didn’t you?People call say ‘beware doll, you’re bound to fall’You thought they were all kidding you

You used to laugh aboutEverybody that was hanging outNow you don’t talk so loudNow you don’t seem so proudAbout having to be scrounging your next meal

… How does it feel, how does it feel?To be without a homeLike a complete unknown, like a rolling stone

… Ahh you’ve gone to the finest schools, alright Miss LonelyBut you know you only used to get juiced in itNobody’s ever taught you how to live out on the streetAnd now you’re gonna have to get used to it

You say you never compromiseWith the mystery tramp, but now you realizeHe’s not selling any alibisAs you stare into the vacuum of his eyesAnd say do you want to make a deal?

… How does it feel, how does it feel?To be on your own, with no direction homeA complete unknown, like a rolling stone

… Ah you never turned around to see the frownsOn the jugglers and the clowns when they all did tricks for youYou never understood that it ain’t no goodYou shouldn’t let other people get your kicks for you

You used to ride on a chrome horse with your diplomatWho carried on his shoulder a Siamese catAin’t it hard when you discovered thatHe really wasn’t where it’s atAfter he took from you everything he could steal

… How does it feel, how does it feel?To be on your own, with no direction homeLike a complete unknown, like a rolling stone

… Ahh princess on a steeple and all the pretty peopleThey’re all drinking, thinking that they’ve got it madeExchanging all precious giftsBut you better take your diamond ring, you better pawn it babe

You used to be so amusedAt Napoleon in rags and the language that he usedGo to him he calls you, you can’t refuseWhen you ain’t got nothing, you got nothing to loseYou’re invisible now, you’ve got no secrets to conceal

… How does it feel, ah how does it feel?To be on your own, with no direction homeLike a complete unknown, like a rolling stone

…

Let It Be — The Beatles

When I find myself in times of trouble, Mother Mary comes to meSpeaking words of wisdom, let it beAnd in my hour of darkness she is standing right in front of meSpeaking words of wisdom, let it be

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it beWhisper words of wisdom, let it be

And when the broken hearted people living in the world agreeThere will be an answer, let it beFor though they may be parted, there is still a chance that they will seeThere will be an answer, let it be

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it beThere will be an answer, let it be

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it beWhisper words of wisdom, let it be

Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it beWhisper words of wisdom, let it be, be

And when the night is cloudy there is still a light that shines on meShinin’ until tomorrow, let it be

I wake up to the sound of music, Mother Mary comes to meSpeaking words of wisdom, let it be

And let it be, let it be, let it be, let it beWhisper words of wisdom, let it be

Leaving On A Jet Plane — John Denver

All my bags are packedReady to goI’m standin’ here outside your doorI hate to wake you up to say goodbyeBut the dawn is breakin’It’s early mornThe taxi’s waitin’He’s blowin’ his hornAlready I’m so lonesomeI could die

So kiss me and smile for meTell me that you’ll wait for meHold me like you’ll never let me go

‘Cause I’m leavin’ on a jet planeDon’t know when I’ll be back againOh babe, I hate to go

There’s so many times I’ve let you downSo many times I’ve played aroundAnd I tell you now, they don’t mean a thing

Every place I go, I’ll think of youEvery song I sing, I’ll sing for youWhen I come back, I’ll bring your wedding ring

So kiss me and smile for meTell me that you’ll wait for meHold me like you’ll never let me go

‘Cause I’m leavin’ on a jet planeDon’t know when I’ll be back againOh babe, I hate to go

Now the time has come to leave youOne more timeLet me kiss youclose your eyesI’ll be on my way

Dream about days to comeWhen I won’t have to leave aloneAbout the times, I won’t have to say

Oh, kiss me and smile for meTell me that you’ll wait for meHold me like you’ll never let me go

‘Cause I’m leavin’ on a jet planeDon’t know when I’ll be back againOh babe, I hate to go

But, I’m leavin’ on a jet planeDon’t know when I’ll be back againOh babe, I hate to go

…

Lay Lady Lay — Bob Dylan

Lay, lady, layLay across my big brass bedLay, lady, layLay across my big brass bed

Whatever colors you haveIn your mindI’ll show them to youAnd you’ll see them shine

Lay, lady, lay, lay acrossMy big brass bed

Stay, lady, stayStay with your man awhile

Until the break of dayLet me see you make him smile

His clothes are dirty, but hisHis hands are cleanAnd you’re the best thingThat he’s ever seen

Stay, lady, stayStay with your man awhile

Why wait any longer for the world to begin?You can have your cake and eat it tooWhy wait any longer for the one you loveWhen he’s standing in front of you?

Lay, lady, layLay across my big brass bedStay, lady, stayStay while the night is still ahead

I long to see you in the morning lightI long to reach for you in the night

Stay, lady, stayStay while the night is still ahead