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Burro Alley Tango
03:00
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This is the Burro Alley Tango
And it's a crazy kind of dance
The name is just a bit misleading
Simply a case of happenstance
If you go down to Burro Alley
You'll want to take a second glance
Instead of burros in the alley
You'll find a little slice of France
Chantons d'l'amour et chantons d'la vie
Et chantons de nos amis
'Y a toujours une chanson ici
Qui vient de Café Paris
On danse, on mange, on aime bien boire
On s'amuse toute la nuit des fois
On y fait comme chez soi
This is the Burro Alley tango
And here's a warning in advance
It's not the waltz or the fandango
It just might put you in a trance
If you end up at Burro Alley
You better hold on to your pants
You will not find one single burro
But you'll find musk and romance
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Gypsy Hop
02:34
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3. |
When Saying Goodbye
03:40
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I seem to have a gypsy's soul
Now that I've become aware
Of places I have yet to go
Now the wind is in my hair
Roadmaps and photographs
Make me want to travel far
I've got youth on my side
And wanderlust in my heart
Like an outlaw of tradition
But a child without a dream
There's an emptiness within my soul
I'm homesick for a place I've never seen
But don't let this smile fool you
I borrowed this face from a clown
He said I would need it
When saying goodbye
Began to make me frown
Now I see your loving faces
Looking puzzled and confused
And I dream of other places
And I know that I must choose
So I'll tell you that I'll write you
And I'll smile and I'll be strong
And I'll kiss you goodbye I won't cry 'til I've gone
And then I'll return again one day
When I've made another home
And I'll be rich with tales to tell
And treasures of the road
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4. |
Americain en France
02:52
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Lorsque je me demand pourquoi
Je me trouve encore une fois
Bien aussi loin de mon pays
Voilà exactement ce que je me dis
C'est le vin, c'est le pain
Les paysans, les parisians
Les cafés, les marchés
Et la façon de parler
Le fromage, le courage
Et bien sur, le paysage
Les chansons, les garçons
Le saucisson!
Toutes ces soirées, tout ces beaux jours
Ces pour moi une histoire d'amour
La si jolie romance
D'un americain en france
C'est Monmartre, le pont des arts
C'est les mots de Jean-Paul Sarte
C'est le coeur, le bonheur
C'est le goûter à cinq heures
C'est I'esprit de mes amis
Et toute la joie de vivre
Aussi chouette, les beaux mecs
Et les baguettes!
Et quand je serai parti
Je penserai à ces choses ici
Et ça me fera bien sourire
Car j'aurai tant et tant de souvenirs
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5. |
Sinking Ship
03:19
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Our relationship is sinking
You can bail us if you try
You can sea (sic) if you want to
Rushing tidal wave goodbye
Through the windowpane is leaking
Weren't we so dry and warm
Spinning weathervane contempt is
Seeking shelter in a storm
We stand so unguarded
At the edge of desire
One moment we're fanning the flame
But we're just as quick to smother the fire
Tell me how compassion lingers
When we think there's no more
Going understanding nothing
Falling down to rise above
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6. |
Birth Theme
02:06
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Eskimo
02:42
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Darlin' you're an elusive one
You ran away
To the land of the midnight sun
I put your picture away in my drawer
Now, what brings you all the way
Back to my door
You got the touch to sweeten up the night
But in the morning it don't feel so right
'Cause I know your heart
From a long time ago
And it's cold as the nose of an eskimo
Eskimo, eskimo
You gimme chills like an eskimo
Well you melted my heart
But in the end I froze
Cold as cold as an eskimo's toes
Now you stand at my door
And you're grinnin' that grin
But I hesitate before I let you In
Oh I got my pride, but you got your ways
To make me lose my mind and let you stay
So you move on in and it feels real good
And I'm in love and I knock on wood
But where were you until 3 AM?
Don't tell me you were ice fishing again
Eskimo, eskimo
You gimme chills like an eskimo
Well you say you love me but I don't know
Cold as cold as an eskimo's toes
Some day I'm not gonna be so nice
Then it won't be me
Who falls through the ice
But tonight you're keeping my house
So warm like the shelter of an igloo
In cold winter storm
Fskimo, eskimo
You gimme chills like an eskimo
I can't let you stay but please don't go
Cold as cold as an eskimo's toes
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8. |
Le Jardin de Bernadette
02:25
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Dans le jardin de Bernadette
Chaque jour c'était le printemps
ll y avait des fleurs
Qui fait rire à nos coeurs
Un banc, une viellle murette
Les lézards s'étiraient sous le soleil
Nous étions tous à la fete
Dans le jardin de Bernadette
Dans le jardin de Bernadette
II faisait bon discuter
De tout et de rien
Du tien et du mien
Un vin blanc nous tourner la tête
Devant midi jusqu'à la nuit
C'était comme à la guinguette
Dans le jardin de Bernadette
Dans le jardin de Bernadette
C'était un tout autre monde
On y chantait, on y dansait
Sur des petits airs d'accordéon
Dans le jardin de Bernadette
On évoquait l'avenir
Elle disait qu'un jour
Elle irai faire un tour
Au pays de France, peut-être
Elle y est partie et maintenant j'écris
Cette chanson au lieu d'une lettre
En souvenir du jardin de Bernadette
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9. |
The Gay in Paree
02:35
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As a kid I got called "sissy"
Though It never bothered me
'Cause I thought most all my classmates
Were idiots, you see
So to be considered "macho"
Matters not to me one bit
Though I have one guilty pleasure I'll admit
That when I go to France I feel so butch
Suddenly the rules have all changed
All the men seem so fey
On the Champs Elyseés
And "entre nous" I like it "zat" way
They put the "gay" in Paree
With such "joie de vivre"
They all seem just as queer as me
Is it their flair for fashion?
The hair that is perfectly coifed?
Is it that sensual language
That makes all these Frenchmen
Seem a little bit soft?
Gay, gay, gay Paree
Très, très gay Paree
Gay as a day in the merry month of May
Is it simply contextual
That I feel somewhat heterosexual?
All I know is I'm confused
I don't know who to cruise
Everyone's so doggone metrosexual
Yes when I go to France I feel so...straight!
Must be that ol'"je ne sais quoi'
All the men seem so fey
With baguettes and berets
Et franchement, oui oui, ça me plaît
They put the "gay" in Paree
Mon dieu! Quel espirit!
They all seem just as queer as me
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Fellini's Caravan
02:08
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11. |
Honey in the Morning
02:17
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Some people start their morning
With an 8-ounce cup of joe
For some it's tea and oranges
To get them on the go
Still others light a cigarette
And smoke themselves awake
I turn on the radio
'Cause that is all it takes
To have a
Little bit o' Honey in the morning
Have a little Honey every day
Have a little Honey in the morning
Have a little Honey every day
Weekdays at seven
I'm in heaven
What a lovely way to start the day
A dash of sparkling reparté
Panache, and savoir-faire
You need honey in the morning
Like a hairdo needs the hair
So why not
Have a little Honey in the morning
Have a little Honey every day
Have a little Honey in the morning
Have a little Honey every day
Weekdays at seven
I'm in heaven
What a lovely way to start the day
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12. |
Boys in the Rain
03:12
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Boys who picnicked in the rain
Can't your song remain the same
Will the distance now tell you how
To reach the sky again
So long ago I see you by the waves
Not knowing why
The path you tried
Would take the turn it made
It started out a small thing
You both promised no strings
When did you feel the dawning
Of how your love was growing
Your love was growing
Your love was growing every day
Walk the wharf at sunset
Remember feeling sort of shy
When your hands would brush
Recall the rush that made you feel high
But the night sky has changed
And you face the summer wind
And the empty place
Inside can trace the love lines once again
So walk out in the rain
Let the cool mist hide the pain
You can drive the coast, recall the ghosts
Of days in Monterey
But the dark of the night
Will chase them from your sight
And the pain of those going home alone
Brings sorrow to your eyes
It started out a small thing
You both promised no strings
How could you feel the dawning
Of the love that was growing
Your love was growing
Your love was growing every day
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Pittsburgh, PA
02:21
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If you say "cahch" instead of "couch"
If you say "warsh" instead of "wash"
On laundry day
And if you tell your friends
That they can always "stawp aht da haus"
Then you must be from Pittsburgh, PA
If you say "crick" instead of "creek"
If you say "bub-bye" each time you go away
And if you drink a can of "pawp"
Or have a "shot 'n a beer"
Then you must be from Pittsburgh, PA
Where the three rivers meet
They have a special way they speak
And if you haven't ever been there Well It might sound odd
When referring to a group
They all say "yunz" instead of "you"
And if you take them by surprise
They holler "oh my Gaaawwwd!"
If you say "meer" instead of "mirror"
If you go "dahntahn" to work
Or "shawp" or play
And jf you always buy your "jumbo"
At a "Gynt Igl" store
Then you must be from Pittsburgh, PA
But I wouldn't dare to mock
That most distinctive way they talk
Because the apple doesn't ever fall
Too far from the tree
Though I've been gone for many years
When I return, it reappears
So you can take me out of Pittsburgh
But you can't take Pittsburgh out of me
If you say "flahrs" instead of "flewers"
If you think it's "yoo-mid" on a summer day
And if you always hope the "Stillers"
Will win the Superbowl
Then you must be from Pittsburgh
You sound like you're from Pittsburgh
Aw, "yunz" must be from Pittsburgh
Pittsburgh, PA
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Restless Croatian Dreams
01:44
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Sympathique
02:36
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16. |
We'll Begin Again
03:06
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We'll begin again tonight
Just as we've done before
You'll tell me that I'm handsome
I'll say I'm a bore
I'll tell you that you fascinate me
You'll say you're just plain
We may laugh a bit too carefully
And we'll begin again
What drew me to you, lover?
What was that spell you cast?
We barely said a word or three
'Til we were holding fast
The lashes on your eyelids
Hid so much more than blue
They masked a lonely room of pain
And I went home with you
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Chanson pour Amélie
01:40
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18. |
Authentic
03:53
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I used to be amass of contradiction
Trying much too hard
To placate everyone in sight
My life was nothing but a work of fiction
And the truth kept me
From sleeping well at night
Until I learned
Somethings aren't worth denying
It's as plain and it's as simple
As the birdies and the bees
A mouse cannot pretend to be alion
And a fish cannot live happily in the trees
So be authentic, authentic
Just be yourself, and you'll win
It's so crazy to be spending
All your time pretending
For the sake of blending in
Just be authentic, authentic
In everything that you do
Take your cue from me
And be authentically you
I thought I could win everybody over
By assuming a persona
That nobody would mind
But now I'd rather be a four leaf clover
Something that's a little hard to find
I'd rather be authentic, authentic
Be everything I can be
If you make It your objective
To try a new perspective
You'll function more effectively
Just be authentic, authentic
In everything that you do
Take your cue from me
And be authentically you
Nobody likes a bad actor
Everyone can always smell a fraud
Don't let your life be a "B" grade movie
Or nobody will bother to applaud
It's wisdom that will always bear repeating
So why not pull the stops out
And go for broke
Living any other way is self-defeating
And f**k 'em if they cannot take a joke!
Just be authentic
(Nobody else can be like you)
Authentic
(No one can do the things you do)
Just be
(Being yourself is really grand)
Authentically you
(You are the only one who can)
If you flaunt your own credentials
You'll reach your full potential
Let 'em see
The quintessential you!
Just be authentic, authentic
In everything that you do
I guarantee
You'll feel so free
You were meant to be authentically you!
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Romanovsky & Phillips Santa Fe, New Mexico
Romanovsky & Phillips were the first “out and proud” American gay male musical duo to
achieve national
acclaim. From 1982-1999, an era when gay artists often hid their sexual orientation, this duo performed songs which openly celebrated their lives as gay men.
With tight harmonies and memorable melodies, their sassy and inspired songs uniquely capture the gay experience of those decades.
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