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Paella
Cliff Richard & The Shadows
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Brian Bennett
Bruce Welch
Hank Marvin
John Rostill
THEMES
Food and Drink
Love
Novelty
GENRES
Rock
Pop
Children/Novelty
YEAR
1966
There was a girl noble and high born
So beautiful, she had the world at her feet
Nobles and Princes and Knights who were lovelorn
Would come to her each hoping he'd be the one she choose to meet
Paella he said he would do it
Paella he said he would try
He said he would start to capture her heart
For her he'd live and he'd die
There was a boy humble but handsome
He was the cook serving her father the lord
He love her so much if he'd King's ransom
That would have gone
Buying her gifts but not one could he afford
Fruit from the earth, fish from the ocean
These in his hands became a new recipe
With love he spiced it and added devotion
When this was done
Named it Paella, which means for her you see
Paella he said he would do it
Paella he said he would try
He said he would start to capture her heart
For her he'd live and he'd die
So came the day she stood beside him
Love in her eyes as he took hold of hand
Her father's blessing had been given to them
So they were wed, rich girl and poor boy
As bells rang through the land
Paella he said he would do it
Paella he said he would try
And so he would start to capture her heart
For her he'd live and he'd die
So beautiful, she had the world at her feet
Nobles and Princes and Knights who were lovelorn
Would come to her each hoping he'd be the one she choose to meet
Paella he said he would do it
Paella he said he would try
He said he would start to capture her heart
For her he'd live and he'd die
There was a boy humble but handsome
He was the cook serving her father the lord
He love her so much if he'd King's ransom
That would have gone
Buying her gifts but not one could he afford
Fruit from the earth, fish from the ocean
These in his hands became a new recipe
With love he spiced it and added devotion
When this was done
Named it Paella, which means for her you see
Paella he said he would do it
Paella he said he would try
He said he would start to capture her heart
For her he'd live and he'd die
So came the day she stood beside him
Love in her eyes as he took hold of hand
Her father's blessing had been given to them
So they were wed, rich girl and poor boy
As bells rang through the land
Paella he said he would do it
Paella he said he would try
And so he would start to capture her heart
For her he'd live and he'd die
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Party Line
The Kinks
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Ray Davies
THEMES
Novelty
Celebration
GENRES
Rock
Pop
YEAR
1966
(Hello, who's that speaking, please?)
I'm on a party line,
Wonderin' all the time,
Who's on the other end?
Is she big, is she small?
Is she a she at all?
Who's on my party line?
Wish I had a more direct connection.
This party line was here when I arrived.
And I'm not voting in the next election,
If they don't do something about finding out
the person who is on my party line.
I'm on a party line.
I'm on a party line.
I can't speak without an interception.
This is private, please get off my line.
Please tell me when I can have my privacy.
I'd like to meet the girl who's always talking
when I'm speaking on my party line.
Wish I had a more direct connection.
This party line was here when I arrived.
And I'm not voting in the next election,
If they don't do something about finding out
the person who is on my party line.
I'm on a party line,
Wonderin' all the time,
Who's on the other end?
Is she big, is she small?
Is she a she at all?
Who's on my party line?
Who's on my party line?
Who's on my party line?
I'm on a party line,
Wonderin' all the time,
Who's on the other end?
Is she big, is she small?
Is she a she at all?
Who's on my party line?
Wish I had a more direct connection.
This party line was here when I arrived.
And I'm not voting in the next election,
If they don't do something about finding out
the person who is on my party line.
I'm on a party line.
I'm on a party line.
I can't speak without an interception.
This is private, please get off my line.
Please tell me when I can have my privacy.
I'd like to meet the girl who's always talking
when I'm speaking on my party line.
Wish I had a more direct connection.
This party line was here when I arrived.
And I'm not voting in the next election,
If they don't do something about finding out
the person who is on my party line.
I'm on a party line,
Wonderin' all the time,
Who's on the other end?
Is she big, is she small?
Is she a she at all?
Who's on my party line?
Who's on my party line?
Who's on my party line?
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Pestilential Parasites
"The Pied Piper" (1986 National Theatre Production)
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Dominic Muldowney
THEMES
Novelty
Animals
GENRES
Children/Novelty
Showtunes
YEAR
1986
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Poor Baby
"Company" (1995 West End Production)
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Stephen Sondheim
THEMES
Love
Novelty
Sadness
GENRES
Showtunes
YEAR
1995
SARAH:
Darling
HARRY:
Yes?
SARAH:
Robert
HARRY:
What?
SARAH:
I worry
HARRY:
Why?
SARAH:
He's all alone
There's no one
HARRY:
Where?
SARAH:
In his life
HARRY:
Oh
SARAH:
Robert ought to have a woman
Poor baby, all alone
Evening after evening by the telephone
We're the only tenderness he's ever known
Poor baby!
JENNY:
David
DAVID:
Yes?
JENNY:
Bobby
DAVID:
What?
JENNY:
I worry
DAVID:
Why?
JENNY:
It's such a waste
DAVID:
Oh
JENNY:
There's no one
DAVID:
Where?
JENNY:
In his life
DAVID:
Oh
JENNY:
Bobby ought to have a woman
Poor baby, sitting there
Staring at the walls and playing solitaire
Making conversation with the empty air
Poor baby!
[Later, as Robert takes April to bed]
SARAH:
Robert
JENNY:
Bobby
SARAH:
Robert, angel
JENNY:
Bobby, honey
SARAH:
You know
No one
Wants you to be happy
More than I do
No one
But isn't she a little bit, well
You know
JENNY:
You know
SARAH:
Face it
JENNY:
No one
SARAH/JENNY:
Why her?/Wants you to be happy
More than
SARAH:
I do
JENNY:
Better
SARAH:
No one
JENNY:
No one
SARAH & JENNY:
But isn't she a little bit, well,
You know
Face it
SUSAN:
You know, no one
Wants you to be happy
More than I do
AMY & JOANNE:
You know, no one
Wants you to be happy
More than I do
No one
But
ALL:
Isn't she a little bit, well
TOGETHER-VARIOUS:
Dumb?
Tacky?
Vulgar?
Old?
Tall?
Aggressive?
Where is she from?
Neurotic?
Peculiar?
And cheap?
She seems so dead
She's tall enough to be your mother
And gross?
Depressing?
She's very weird
And immature?
Goliath!
TOGETHER:
Poor baby, all alone
Throw a lonely dog a bone, it's still a bone
We're the only tenderness he's ever known
Poor baby!
Darling
HARRY:
Yes?
SARAH:
Robert
HARRY:
What?
SARAH:
I worry
HARRY:
Why?
SARAH:
He's all alone
There's no one
HARRY:
Where?
SARAH:
In his life
HARRY:
Oh
SARAH:
Robert ought to have a woman
Poor baby, all alone
Evening after evening by the telephone
We're the only tenderness he's ever known
Poor baby!
JENNY:
David
DAVID:
Yes?
JENNY:
Bobby
DAVID:
What?
JENNY:
I worry
DAVID:
Why?
JENNY:
It's such a waste
DAVID:
Oh
JENNY:
There's no one
DAVID:
Where?
JENNY:
In his life
DAVID:
Oh
JENNY:
Bobby ought to have a woman
Poor baby, sitting there
Staring at the walls and playing solitaire
Making conversation with the empty air
Poor baby!
[Later, as Robert takes April to bed]
SARAH:
Robert
JENNY:
Bobby
SARAH:
Robert, angel
JENNY:
Bobby, honey
SARAH:
You know
No one
Wants you to be happy
More than I do
No one
But isn't she a little bit, well
You know
JENNY:
You know
SARAH:
Face it
JENNY:
No one
SARAH/JENNY:
Why her?/Wants you to be happy
More than
SARAH:
I do
JENNY:
Better
SARAH:
No one
JENNY:
No one
SARAH & JENNY:
But isn't she a little bit, well,
You know
Face it
SUSAN:
You know, no one
Wants you to be happy
More than I do
AMY & JOANNE:
You know, no one
Wants you to be happy
More than I do
No one
But
ALL:
Isn't she a little bit, well
TOGETHER-VARIOUS:
Dumb?
Tacky?
Vulgar?
Old?
Tall?
Aggressive?
Where is she from?
Neurotic?
Peculiar?
And cheap?
She seems so dead
She's tall enough to be your mother
And gross?
Depressing?
She's very weird
And immature?
Goliath!
TOGETHER:
Poor baby, all alone
Throw a lonely dog a bone, it's still a bone
We're the only tenderness he's ever known
Poor baby!
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Potion Notion
"9 To 5 - The Musical" (Original Broadway Production)
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Dolly Parton
THEMES
Food and Drink
Novelty
GENRES
Showtunes
YEAR
2009
Violet:
A little bit of this,
A bit of something else,
A secret little potion
I'll conjure up myself.
I'm not a vicious person,
I just don't want him here,
So I'll make a magic mixture,
And make him disappear.
Li-li-li-li!
Li-li-dee-dee!
Got a notion for a potion,
Just leave it to me!
Violet & Ensemble:
In the magic kingdom
We respect each other's rights.
That's right!
We're not allowed to steal
The magic from another's life
That's not right!
I'm hoping that this potion
Just might neutralize
All the bad and evil things
He seems to hold inside!
Hart:
Violet! Coffee!
Violet:
It mixes well with many things,
Coffee is the best.
So I'll mix him up a little batch,
And bring it to his desk.
Come on, let off a little steam,
It's good to clear the head.
It really does work wonders,
It's magic like I said, Oh!
Hart:
I think you put something in here.
Violet:
Uh huh ah ah ah ah hah!
Hart:
I think you poisoned my coffee!
Violet & Ensemble:
Uh huh ah ah ah ah hah!
Hart:
Is it because I'm a sexist -
Violet:
Egotistical
Hart:
Lying -
Violet:
Hypocritical -
Hart:
Bigot?
Violet:
Uh huh! Time for you to fly!
Hart:
NO!
A little bit of this,
A bit of something else,
A secret little potion
I'll conjure up myself.
I'm not a vicious person,
I just don't want him here,
So I'll make a magic mixture,
And make him disappear.
Li-li-li-li!
Li-li-dee-dee!
Got a notion for a potion,
Just leave it to me!
Violet & Ensemble:
In the magic kingdom
We respect each other's rights.
That's right!
We're not allowed to steal
The magic from another's life
That's not right!
I'm hoping that this potion
Just might neutralize
All the bad and evil things
He seems to hold inside!
Hart:
Violet! Coffee!
Violet:
It mixes well with many things,
Coffee is the best.
So I'll mix him up a little batch,
And bring it to his desk.
Come on, let off a little steam,
It's good to clear the head.
It really does work wonders,
It's magic like I said, Oh!
Hart:
I think you put something in here.
Violet:
Uh huh ah ah ah ah hah!
Hart:
I think you poisoned my coffee!
Violet & Ensemble:
Uh huh ah ah ah ah hah!
Hart:
Is it because I'm a sexist -
Violet:
Egotistical
Hart:
Lying -
Violet:
Hypocritical -
Hart:
Bigot?
Violet:
Uh huh! Time for you to fly!
Hart:
NO!
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Put The Sugar To Bed
Johnny Cash
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Johnny Cash
Maybelle Carter
THEMES
Weather
Novelty
Transport
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1969
Out on a shrimp boat I just dropped the net
When the wind she come to blowin' whizzin' bad all to get
I look south east and golly me what I see
A black thundercloud with them fuzzy eyebrows
Come a lookin' direct towards Boudleaux and me
I turned to Boudleaux and me I said
Put the sugar to bed put the sugar to bed
Lock up the coffee in the coffee pot
Put the flour in your pillow cause it's all we got
Hang the lantern from the ceiling and watch your head
Ho Boudleaux put the sugar to bed
Boudleaux put the sugar to bed
Well the sky she get dark and then she turn dark black
I yell she gonna blow one right out of the Almanac
A big raindrop smacked me right on the ear
And I hollered hey Boudleaux but the way the wind blow
He just as soon be deaf there wasn't no how to hear
I try to call to Boudleaux but slid instead
Then me and Boudleaux put the sugar to bed
Well the ends of that shrimpin' boat was switchin' around
She turned sideways and inners and outers and upside down
The water come in tryin' to drown the both of us
The closet top open and the skillet went a flyin' me I hit my head and kinda cuss
But most of all I frowned when she calm that I said
Put the sugar to bed, put the sugar to bed
Ain't nothin' dry but my railroad watch, the salt got soggy but we still can budge
We built a fire for the coffee and we chicory fed
Cause me and Boudleaux put the sugar to bed
Me and Boudleaux put the sugar to bed
When the wind she come to blowin' whizzin' bad all to get
I look south east and golly me what I see
A black thundercloud with them fuzzy eyebrows
Come a lookin' direct towards Boudleaux and me
I turned to Boudleaux and me I said
Put the sugar to bed put the sugar to bed
Lock up the coffee in the coffee pot
Put the flour in your pillow cause it's all we got
Hang the lantern from the ceiling and watch your head
Ho Boudleaux put the sugar to bed
Boudleaux put the sugar to bed
Well the sky she get dark and then she turn dark black
I yell she gonna blow one right out of the Almanac
A big raindrop smacked me right on the ear
And I hollered hey Boudleaux but the way the wind blow
He just as soon be deaf there wasn't no how to hear
I try to call to Boudleaux but slid instead
Then me and Boudleaux put the sugar to bed
Well the ends of that shrimpin' boat was switchin' around
She turned sideways and inners and outers and upside down
The water come in tryin' to drown the both of us
The closet top open and the skillet went a flyin' me I hit my head and kinda cuss
But most of all I frowned when she calm that I said
Put the sugar to bed, put the sugar to bed
Ain't nothin' dry but my railroad watch, the salt got soggy but we still can budge
We built a fire for the coffee and we chicory fed
Cause me and Boudleaux put the sugar to bed
Me and Boudleaux put the sugar to bed
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