Krivi Spoj
Hey Mrs. Smith is your daughter home
Is she off the phone, I've been trying to call her
Mrs. Smith I can't explain
We were at the game
And something happened
I took her hand and I stole a kiss
I guess you know that I'm new at this
(Momma) Don't I have a heart
Don't I have two arms
This can't all be imagination
Tell me how you know
When true love really starts
I don't have a clue
But don't I have a heart
Mrs. Smith do you really mean it
I can't believe it, she said that too
You both staye
Pietje Mos Melleke
(Jack Poels)
blief nog mar wat ligge in ow bed
tot heer hebbe we 't saame al gered
nog mar amper op de werlt is ow alles al verteld
en steeds nog zoveul mier wat ge ni wet
amper zeuve joar wuurd al van ow verwacht
te begriepe wat ik ow heer zeg
terwijl ik zelf niks begriep van deze nacht
wurrum bleef deze nacht ni gewoen weg mar
refrein: merge wuurd 't beter, dan is alles vurbeej
mergeoavend lachte teage meej
pas op wat ik ow zeg merge zien ow troane weg
d'r is d'r mar iene en dat ziedde geej
droem nog mar wat door bin mar ni bang
dit verdriet dat deurd gen leave lang
minse weare groet, minse die goan doed
minse blieve weg soms vur hiel lang
denk mar neet teveul an wat koome giet
denk mar neet teveul an wat is gewest
dud mar rustig aan geej het nog al d'n tied
dan goan we 't same, same lukt dat best want
refrein