Posts filed under ‘Y’
Ya lloviendo está
Ya lloviendo está
Ya lloviendo está
Plin, plin, plin, plin
Ya lloviendo está
Y’a tout qui va pas
Refrain :
Oh la la (bis)
T’as raison d’ te plaindre
Oh la la (bis)
Y’a tout qui va pas
Aïe aïe aïe (bis)
Y’avait tout à craindre
Aïe aïe aïe (bis)
J’ai raté mon plat
Attends tu vas tu vas voir (bis)
Tu vas bientôt tout savoir (bis)
Si tu crois qu’c'est rigolo (bis)
Je ne suis qu’un raté qu’un zéro
Comme tu me l’avais dit (bis)
J’avais prévu pour midi (bis)
De faire des oeufs sur le plat (bis)
C’était pas plus compliqué que ça
Refrain : Oh la la….etc.
Attends je vais t’expliquer (bis)
Tout ce qui m’est arrivé (bis)
Y’a des jours où c’est comme ci (bis)
Où vraiment rien ne me réussit
J’avais pris deux ou trois oeufs (bis)
Que j’avais cassés en deux (bis)
Y’en a la moitié parterre (bis)
Ça c’était pas difficile à faire
Refrain : Oh la la….etc.
En voulant mettre le sel (bis)
Je crois que j’ai fait du zèle (bis)
J’ai lâché tout le paquet (bis)
Sur les pauvres oeufs qui me restaient
La suite tu la devines (bis)
J’ai dû quitter la cuisine (bis)
Quand tu m’as téléphoné (bis)
Et maintenant ça sent le brûlé
Refrain : Oh la la….etc.
La cass’role elle est foutue (bis)
Et son manche est tout tordu (bis)
On dirait un cendrier (bis)
Je pense qu’elle est bonne à jeter
Je l’ai mise à la poubelle (bis)
Et puis j’ai fait la vaisselle (bis)
Et comme j’ai toujours faim….. (bis)
J’voudrais savoir à quelle heure tu r’viens
Refrain : Oh la la….
You Two
Caractacus:
Do you think I’m a lunatic? Wasting my time on a lot of silly inventions?
Jemima:
But they aren’t silly–they’re wonderful!
Jeremy:
Nobody else could think of them!
Caractacus:
That’s right! That is right–nobody else could think of
them!–yeah–after all…
What makes the battle worth the fighting?
What makes the mountain worth the climb?
What makes the questions worth the asking?
The reason worth the rhyme?
Caractacus:
To me the answer’s clear;
it’s having someone near; someone dear
Someone to care for; to be there for.
I have You Two!
Someone to do for; muddle through for.
I have You Two!
Someone to share joy or despair with;
whichever betides you.
Life becomes a chore, unless you’re living for
someone to tend to be a friend to.
I have You Two!
Someone to strive for, do or die for
I have You Two!
Could be, we three get along so famously,
’cause you two have me, and I have You Two too.
(Breakfast is behind made, then Caractacus sneezes)
Kids:
Someone to care for; to be there for.
Caractacus:
I have You Two!
Kids:
Someone to do for; muddle through for
Caractacus:
I have You Two!
Someone to smile once in awhile with;
whenever you’re lonesome
I’ve a happy lot,
considering what I’ve got.
But, I couldn’t do more
Than you do for your poor Father.
(Kids: Daddy!)
Things go asunder
and I wonder why you bother.
All:
Could be, we three get along so famously
’cause
Kids:
we two have you,
Caractacus:
and I have You Two
All:
too
Yummy, yummy, yummy
Yummy, yummy, yummy
Sweet buns in my tummy
Trick or treat
Gi’me something sweet to eat
You Can Fly! You Can Fly! You Can Fly!
Think of a wonderful thought
Any merry little thought
Think of Christmas, think of snow
Think of sleigh bells-Off you go!
Like a reindeer in the sky
You can fly! You can fly! You can fly!
Think of the happiest things
It’s the same as having wings
Take the path that moonbeams make
If the moon is still awake
You’ll see him wink his eye
You can fly! You can fly! You can fly!
Up you go with a high and ho to the stars
Beyond the blue!
There’s a Never land waiting for you
Where all your happy dreams come true
Every dream that you wish will come true
When there’s a smile in your heart
There’s no better time to start
Think of all the joy you’ll find
When you leave the world behind!br> And bid your cares goodbye!
You can fly! You can fly! You can fly!
Your Mother and Mine
From the movie Peter Pan
Well, a mother, a real mother
Is the most wonderful person in the world
She’s the angel voice that bids you goodnight
Kisses your cheek, whispers, “Sleep tight.”
Your mother and mine
Your mother and mine
The helping hand that guides you along
Whether you’re right, whether you’re wrong
Your mother and mine
Your mother and mine
What makes mothers all that they are?
Might as well ask, “What makes a star?”
Ask your heart to tell you her worth
Your heart will say, “Heaven on Earth.”
Another word for divine
Your mother and mine
