Minggu, 09 Februari 2014

Try Try Try _ by Nikki Yanofsky

People come and people go
Don't you think it's best to know
Who you really love?
Who you love, who you love

Questions come and questions go
But don't you think that you should hold on
Who you really love?
Who you love, who you love

Well, you'll try to get what you want
And you will try to get what you want
And you'll try to get what you want
'Til you got what you need, oh

Got myself in to invite
'Cause looking back I could not find
The fella that can be
What I need, what I need, ooh

Tried to lay it on the line
But losing track and killing time
It ain't the way to be, ooh
Way to be, way to be

Well, you will try to want what you have
Well, you will try to want what you have
You'll try to want what you have
'Til you have what you need, oh

Baby, you could be the one
The fella who can give me some more songs
Securing me
Oh, oh, oh, oh

Well, you will try to get what you want
And you will try to get what you want
And you'll try to get what you want
'Til you got what you need, oh

You'll try to want what you have
You'll try to want what you have
You'll try to want what you have
'Til you have what you need, oh

Grey Skies _ by Nikki Yanofsky

Grey skies seem right,
An encore to last night.
Your song played on, on, on
While I fall with the bed.

She wrapped me tight
And said it'll be alright.
Just sleep and the night'll pass on by,
Close your eyes, yeah

'Cause every touch is satisfied,
Every kiss is right on time,
Every time I say I miss you tonight,
Grey skies seem right,
Grey skies seem right.

Laying still on your side
The ache I feel can trust the smile.
The sense you left with me
Is fillin' up my mind
So I close my eyes, yeah

Every touch is satisfied,
Every kiss is right on time,
Every time I say I miss you tonight,
Grey skies seem right.

It's bitter-sweet this pain,
As though I just left you the other day.
I'm going half insane
Talkin' to my bedding for hope again.

'Cause every touch is satisfied,
Every kiss is right on time,
Every time I say I miss you tonight,
Grey skies oh yes
Every touch is satisfied,
Every kiss is right on time,
'Cause every time I say I miss you tonight,
Grey skies seem right,
Grey skies seem right,
Grey skies seem right.
Grey skies seem right.

First Lady _ by Nikki Yanofsky

First lady, move me
Tell me of your song
It's sad but true
Touched by the feeling memories I adore

I'm glad I have you
My lady, very first lady
Cherished songs you passed on to
I feel compelled to thank you, dear love

You will remain forever
I wish there was some way to thank you
So I write this song dedicated to you

You will remain forever
I wish there was some way to thank you
So I write this song dedicated to you

Cool My Heels _ by Nikki Yanofsky

Cool my heels when the heat is on
Slow my wheels when it feels so wrong
Fool themselves but they won't fool me
Who else is gonna make them see?

Everything is moving way too fast
There's only one way that I'm gonna last
I've got to cool my heels, cool my heels
I've gotta cool my heels when the heat is on

Cool my heels before I lose control
This devil deal is 'bout to take my soul
It's like the garden and the apple tree
Same old temptation keeps a haunting me

Everybody's got something to say
But I'm the one that's got to pay some day
Unless I cool, cool my heels, cool my heels
Cool my heels when the heat is on

All these cars racing around the corner
Although we know we're fast
I'm not gonna worry about it
I'm gonna let them pass

Cool my heels when the heat is on
Slow my wheels when it feels so wrong
Full themselves but they won't fool me
Who else is gonna make them see?

Everything is moving way too fast
There's only one way that I'm gonna last
I've got to cool my heels, slow my wheels
Cool my heels when the heat is on

Cool my, cool my heels
I've got to cool my heels
Cool my, cool my heels
Got to, got to cool my heels
Cool my heels when the heat is on

Bienvenue Dans Ma Vie _ by Nikki Yanofsky

Bienvenue dans ma vie
Tout est brillant ici
It's warm inside
My door is open wide
Don't stand outside...

[Chorus 1:]
You can see from far away
It's a kind of place you'd like to stay,
Kick off your shoes,
Forget your strife
There's a light on in a heart
Leading to a place
Where you can fall and rest your head
Close your eyes,
Welcome to my life.

Everything is full of light
Il fait gris dehors
Ne t'inquiète pas, mon amour
Plein de couleurs dans mon coeur

[Chorus 1:]
You can see from far away
It's a kind of place you'd like to stay,
Kick off your shoes,
Forget your strife
There's a light on in a heart
Leading to a place
Where you can fall and rest your head
Close your eyes,
Welcome to my life.

[Music]
[scat singing]

[Chorus 1:]
Oh oh oh oh
You can see from far away
It's a kind of place you'd like to stay,
Kick off your shoes,
Forget your strife
There's a light on in a heart
Leading to a place
Where you can fall and rest your head
Close your eyes.

[Chorus 2:]
You can see from far away
It's a kind of place you'd like to stay,
Kick off your shoes,
Forget your strife
There's a light on in a heart
Leading to a place
Where we can fall and rest our heads
Close our eyes.
Welcome to my life

Welcome to my life
Bienvenue dans ma vie.

Over The Rainbow _ by Nikki Yanofsky

Somewhere over the rainbow way up high
There's a land that I heard of once in a lullaby
Somewhere over the rainbow skies are blue
And the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true

One day I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where your troubles melt like lemon drops
Way above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me

Oh, somewhere over the rainbow bluebirds, they fly
If birds can fly over, over the rainbow, why, then why can't I?

One day I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where your troubles melt like lemon drops
Way above the chimney tops, that's where you'll find me

Oh, somewhere over the rainbow bluebirds, they fly
If birds can fly over the rainbow, why, then why can't I?

If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow
Why, oh, why can't I?

You'll Have To Swing It (Mr. Paganini) _ by Nikki Yanofsky

The concert was over in Carnagie Hall
The maestro took bow after bow
He said, "My dear friends, I have given my all
I'm sorry, it's all over now"

When from the balcony way up high
There suddenly came a mournful cry

Oh, Mr. Paganini
Please play my rhapsody
And if you cannot play it, won't you sing it?
And if you can't sing it you simply have to

Only, only, only, only on Mr. Paganini
We breathlessly await your masterful détente
Go on and sling it
And if you can't sling it you simply have to

We heard your repertoire and at the final bar
We greeted you with a round of applause
But what a great ovation, your interpretation of

'I never cared much for moonlight skies
I never blinked back at fireflies' would do

So Paganini
Don't you be a meanie
What have you up your sleeve?
Come on and spring it
And if you can't spring it you simply have to

Listen Paganini
Please play my rhapsody
And if you cannot play it, won't you sing it?
If the boys are bopping, ain't no need in stopping

Listen Paganini
We breathlessly await your masterful détente
Come on and spring it
If the boys is bopping ain't no need in stopping

I heard your repertoire and at the final bar
We greeted you, we greeted you
With wild applause
But what a great ovation, your interpretation of

Listen Paganini
Now, don't you be a meanie
What have you up your sleeve?
Come on and spring it
And if you can't spring it
You simply have to swing it

The concert was over in Carnagie Hall
The maestro took bow after bow
He said, "My dear friends, I have given my all

God Bless The Child _ by Nikki Yanofsky

Them that's got shall get
Them that's not shall lose
So the Bible said and it still is news
Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own

Yes, the strong gets more
While the weak ones fade
Empty pockets don't ever make the grade
Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own

Money, you've got lots of friends
Crowding round the door
When you're gone, spending ends
They don't come no more
Rich relations give
Crust of bread and such
You can help yourself
But don't take too much
Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own

Mama may have, Papa may have
But God bless the child that's got his own
That's got his own
He just worry 'bout nothin'
Cause he's got his own

I Got Rhythm _ by Nikki Yanofsky

Days can be sunny
With never a sigh,
Don't need what money
Can buy.
Birds in the tree sing
Their dayful of song.
Why shouldn't we sing
Along?
I'm chipper al the day,
Happy with my lot.
How did I get that way?
Look at what I've got.

I got rhythm,
I got music,
I got my man
Who could ask for anything more?
I got daisies
In green pastures,
I got my man
Who could ask for anything more?
I got daisies
In green pastures,
I got my man
Who could ask for anything more?

Old man trouble,
I don't mind him
You won't find him
'Round my door
I got starlight,
I got sweet dreams,
I got my man
Who could ask for anything more
Who could ask for anything more?!

For Another Day _ by Nikki Yanofsky

Where do I start now?
There's so many things to dream before the morning light
Sending my heart out
What will I see before I open up my eyes
Before the sunrise?

Don't it seem strange how
Dreams just float away?
They leave us with questions
For another day

When the morning comes at last
There's so many thing to do before I lay down
Though it may be overcast
I can see a light that shines right through the darkest cloud
I'm going out

And don't it seems strange how
Time just drifts away?
I leave all the questions
For another day

And don't it seem strange how
Dreams just float away?
They leave us with questions
For another day

And don't it seems strange how
Time just drifts away?
I leave all the questions
For another day
For another day

Never make it on time _ by Nikki Yanofsky

Shoes hurting my feet
The cars are passing me by
I'm taking off the wrong streets
I'll never make it on time

Never make it on time
I'm trying to get to you
Something just won't let me through
I don't know what I'm gonna do
Help me, please

'Cause I can swim in a stream
And I can hear the clock chime
'Cause I come in a bad dream
I'll never make it on time

Never make it on time
I'm trying to get to you
Something just won't let me through
I don't know what I'm gonna do
Help me, please

Just to know he's waiting
Makes it more frustrating
But there's a pain
Nothing I can do

It's kind of funny to see
He's always treated me so kind
He's always good to me
I'll never make it on time

I won't make it on time
No way I'll make it on time
I'm really sorry but it just don't look as if
I'm gonna be there on time

I won't make it on time

Take The "A" Train _ by Nikki Yanofsky

You must take the "A" train
To go to Sugar Hill way up in Harlem
If you miss the "A" train
You'll find you've missed the quickest way to Harlem

Hurry, get on board, it's coming
Listen to those rails a-thrumming
All aboard, get on that "A" train
Soon you will be on Sugar Hill in Harlem

You must, you must take that "A" train
To go to Sugar Hill way up in Harlem
If you miss the "A" Train
You'll find you've missed the quickest way to get to Harlem

Oh hurry, well, get on board, it's coming
Can't you hear those rails a-thrumming?
All aboard that "A" train
Soon you'll be on Sugar Hill in Harlem

When I'm in New York City, I go see theater
I love N-Y T-shirts, say they love me too
Ha, ha, and maybe I'll hit the shops on old 5th Avenue
I go sight-seeing, I go see Miss Liberty

Wicked, rent to Legally Blonde
Hairspray, these are my favorite plays
New York, start spreading the news
This is where I'm meant to be

Around there's so much to see
In New York City
May we a'leave it to the "A" train
To go to Sugar Hill way up in Harlem, yeah

Hurry, get on board, get on board, it's coming
Can't you hear those rails a-thrumming?
All aboard that "A" Train
Soon you'll be on Sugar Hill in Harlem, yeah