Just A Fading Twilight Song
Moving with steps of perfection
Mannequins were tall and refined.
They modelled the gowns so gracefully
In days of roses and wine...
Along the catwalk, floating on air,
To the latest romantic beat
In silken dresses and gorgeous furs
Hairstyles simple and neat.
But where are those lovely dancing girls
Where has their spotlight gone
Are they only wrinkled sepia portraits
With a declining twilight song?
poem by Joyce Hemsley
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Les Mannequins
Eins, zwei, drei, vier.
Nous sommes immobiles [we are immobile]
Dans la vitrine [in the window]
Nous sommes les mannequins [We are the mannequins]
Nous sommes les mannequins [We are the mannequins]
On nous observe [People watch us]
Nous sentons vivre notre pouls [we feel our pulse]
Nous sommes les mannequins [We are the mannequins]
Nous sommes les mannequins [We are the mannequins]
Nous regardons alentours [we are looking around]
Et nous changeons de pause [and we change to pause]
Nous sommes les mannequins [We are the mannequins]
Nous sommes les mannequins [We are the mannequins]
Nous commencons a marcher [we begin to walk]
Et nous brisons la glace [and we break the glass]
Nous sommes les mannequins [We are the mannequins]
Nous sommes les mannequins [We are the mannequins]
Nous faisons quelques pas [we take a few steps]
A l'interieur de la ville [to the inner city]
Nous sommes les mannequins [We are the mannequins]
Nous sommes les mannequins [We are the mannequins]
Nous rentrons dans un club [we go into a club]
Et commencons a danser [and begin to dance]
Nous sommes les mannequins [We are the mannequins]
Nous sommes les mannequins [We are the mannequins]
Nous sommes les mannequins ... [We are the mannequins
song performed by by Kraftwerk
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Romantic Nights
Dim lights, soft music, sun setting
a table set for two by the patio
a white cloth drapes the table
a single red rose, two wine glasses
a bottle of the finest wines
love Ballads on the radio
beautiful you dress so elegant
a sexy red dress made of silk
lovely long leg, finished with red high heels
long wavy hair, gorgeous eyes, Beautiful smile
heaven sent a sexy gorgeous you, makes my heart melt
gently I reach for your hand and swing you tightly to me
a romantic dance under the sun to our song
kissing you and whispering sweet loving
being with you makes the world go round
every night is a romantic night with you
every sunset make a beautiful background
with you dancing and swaying to the music
makes me desire and want you more
Everyday is so picture perfect with you.
you make every night a Romantic Night
poem by Michael Peterson
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Dancing Girls
(coverdale)
I dont need a doctor, I dont need a priest,
I dont need no superstitious cures for my release
Im flesh an blood, skin an bone
A little petticoat company cant get me stoned
So just gimme the night,
Skin it back to the bone,
Turn on the spotlight
Cmon, bring on the dancing girls,
Bring on the dancing girls,
Bring on the dancing girls
You can dance, dance,
Dance for me,
Dance for your daddy all night...
I got a one track notion on a feminine squeeze,
A sackfull of love an a mindful of fantasies
A midnight rider on a stallion steam,
I got an old mans weakness hanging on a young mans dream
So just gimme the night,
Skin it back to the bone,
Turn on the spotlight
Cmon, bring on the dancing girls,
Bring on the dancing girls,
Bring on the dancing girls
You can dance, dance,
Dance for me,
Dance for your daddy all night...
So just gimme the night,
Skin it back to the bone,
Turn on the spotlight
Cmon, bring on the dancing girls,
Bring on the dancing girls...
song performed by by Whitesnake
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Les Maniquins
Eins, zwei, drei, vier.
Nous sommes immobiles
Dans la vitrine
Nous sommes les mannequins
Nous sommes les mannequins
On nous observe
Nous sentons vivre notre pouls
Nous sommes les mannequins
Nous sommes les mannequins
Nous regardons alentours
Et nous changeons de pause
Nous sommes les mannequins
Nous sommes les mannequins
Nous commencons a marcher
Et nous brisons la glace
Nous sommes les mannequins
Nous sommes les mannequins
Nous faisons quelques pas
A l'interieur de la ville
Nous sommes les mannequins
Nous sommes les mannequins
Nous rentrons dans un club
Et commencons a danser
Nous sommes les mannequins
Nous sommes les mannequins
Nous sommes les mannequins ...
song performed by by Kraftwerk
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Bringing in the Wine
See how the Yellow River's water move out of heaven.
Entering the ocean,never to return.
See how lovely locks in bright mirrors in high chambers,
Though silken-black at morning, have changed by night to snow.
... Oh, let a man of spirit venture where he pleases
And never tip his golden cup empty toward the moon!
Since heaven gave the talent, let it be employed!
Spin a thousand of pieces of silver, all of them come back!
Cook a sheep, kill a cow, whet the appetite,
And make me, of three hundred bowls, one long drink!
... To the old master, Tsen,
And the young scholar, Tan-chiu,
Bring in the wine!
Let your cups never rest!
Let me sing you a song!
Let your ears attend!
What are bell and drum, rare dishes and treasure?
Let me br forever drunk and never come to reason!
Sober men of olden days and sages are forgotten,
And only the great drinkers are famous for all time.
... Prince Chen paid at a banquet in the Palace of Perfection
Ten thousand coins for a cask of wine, with many a laugh and quip.
Why say, my host, that your money is gone?
Go and buy wine and we'll drink it together!
My flower-dappled horse,
My furs worth a thousand,
Hand them to the boy to exchange for good wine,
And we'll drown away the woes of ten thousand generation!
I'm Too Sexy
I'm too sexy for my love, too sexy for my love
Love's going to leave me
I'm too sexy for my shirt too sexy for my shirt
So sexy it hurts
And i'm too sexy for milan too sexy for milan
New york and japan
And i'm too sexy for your party
Too sexy for your party
No way i'm disco dancing
I'm a model you know what i mean
And i do my little turn on the catwalk
Yeah on the catwalk on the catwalk yeah
I do my little turn on the catwalk
I'm too sexy for my car too sexy for my car
Too sexy by far
And i'm too sexy for my hat
Too sexy for my hat what do you think about that
I'm a model you know what i mean
And i do my little turn on the catwalk
Yeah on the catwalk on the catwalk yeah
I shake my little touche on the catwalk
I'm too sexy for my too sexy for my too sexy for my
cos i'm a model you know what i mean
And i do my little turn on the catwalk
Yeah on the catwalk yeah on the catwalk yeah
I shake my little touche on the catwalk
I'm too sexy for my cat too sexy for my cat
Poor pussy poor pussy cat
I'm too sexy for my love too sexy for my love
Love's going to leave me
And i'm too sexy for this song
song performed by by Right Said Fred
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Early Works - The Twilight Hour
When twilight is here
you shall see
but not hear a sound
the world will be peaceful
the seas will be calm
the flowers will sway gracefully
in the breeze as night does come.
The twilight hour
is the hour before darkness does prevail
when little children into dreamland sail
when the sunset leaves the sky grey and blue
then the twilight hour comes into view.
The big city sounds die peacefully
when twilight calls gracefully
as small creatures rest their heads in sleep
as all the world in tranquil stillness does seep
for the twilight hour is tranquil
as it gracefully does call.
Date unknown
poem by David Harris
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My Days of Wine and Roses
A Tangerine sun glazed The Travis Vineyard
While the Deep Purple haze, just glowed
The aroma's from all of the picked grapes
Filled Napa's Colored-flavored show!
The Valley 'tis filled with a bounty
Of future vino's of varying kinds
Aged and then tingled to the palate
'Tis Ambrosia, most divine, from the vine!
The succulent grape and its splendour
Shines the California's-near-by coast
The valley, itself, 'Tis a purple Wonder
Growing the most primo for its hosts
Perhaps a wine tasting party?
Hmmmm, wonder, if The Gallo's might attend?
It will truly be a celebration
As the days of Wine, are just 'round the bend!
Oh, did i leave off, The Roses?
My mistake, Mon Amore.
The title would not be complete
As it was, in the days of yore!
Back when it was a Movie
Back when it was a romantic song
Back in the time of old actors (Jack Lemmon)
Back when the wine could do no wrong!
'The Days Of Wine And Roses'
It taps at my long ago memory
Taking me back to a time
When the grape was truly very new to me!
poem by Theodora Onken
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A Lure For The Spotlight
A lure for the spotlight
lies in everyone somewhere.
At some point in our lives,
everyone wants the centre stage
and have the spotlight on them.
Some just dream about it
to pass the time away,
other have a natural gift
and in the spotlight stay.
When the spotlight shines on you
scrutinizing everything you do,
you want it to go away.
You want your life
to go back to the way it was.
However, when the spotlight
has been on you
it will never leave you alone.
It will be with you
for the rest of your days.
15 May 2008
poem by David Harris
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Up On The Catwalk
Up on the catwalk, a big wheel is spinning
And dollars to deutchmarks, and pennies from heaven
And up on the catwalk, theres one hundred million
With letters from thousands that say ''just who are you?
Theres one thousand names that can spring up in my mind
But youd call it blackmail and thats just not my kind
And up on the catwalk, up on the catwalk
And I dont know why
I will be there, I will be there, I will be there
I will be there, I will be there
Up on the catwalk theres street politicians
That crawl in from broadway, say then who are you
And up on the catwalk theres one thousand postcards
From montevideo, say that Ill be home soon
Get out of bombay and go up to brixton and look around, to see just what is missing
And up on the catwalk, girls call for mother and dream of their boyfriends
And I dont know why
I will be there, I will be there, I will be there
I will be there, I will be there
Tonight, under the crystal light, Ill tell you everything I need
Tonight, under the crystal light, surrender everything to me
Up on the catwalk, and you dress in waistcoats
And got brilliantino, and friends of kim philby
You float through the night time, like manna from heaven
But what, what do I know, and just what do I know
And up on the catwalk, in sweat that glistens
And I dont know why and I dont know why
I dont know why
I will be there, I will be there, I will be there
I will be there, I will be there
Tonight, under the crystal light, Ill tell you everything I need
Tonight, under the crystal light, surrender everything to me
Angel angel angel angel
Ah huh ah huh ah huh ah huh
One thousand names that spring up in my mind
One thousand names that spring up in my mind
Like deodata, michaelangelo, robert de niro, so many others
Natasia kinski and martin luther - theres room for others, away from me
Up on the catwalk, up on the catwalk, up on the catwalk
I dont know why.
Words & music : james kerr, charlie burchill, mel gaynor, derek forbes, michael macneil (c) emi publishing ltd reproduced without permission
song performed by by Simple Minds
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What Would You Like
Tell me you name, tell me your sign.
Please tell me that my mind is right.
I just want to take you to my home.
Where we can talk by a fire all alone.
There's just one thing that I need to know.
Could you ever be there when I woke up,
Or will you be just another and be gone?
Should I buy you a dozen roses?
Should I write you a love poem,
Of how my heart can't stop beating for you?
Should I take you to a lakeside with a romantic dinner?
Would you like candle light flickering in front of us?
Would you like the lovely words that could roll off my tongue?
Would you like me to express how much you mean to me?
Would you like that soft romantic music in the background?
I take one look at you and my heart can't stop smiling.
It begins to display on the outside and my lips curl up.
Looking at you from across the void I can see my life with you.
You take a glance at me and can't help but notice to.
I walk around the corner and fade out of your sight.
I love playing this game.
Should I buy you a dozen roses?
Should I write you a love poem,
Of how my heart can't stop beating for you?
Should I take you to a lakeside with a romantic dinner?
Would you like candle light flickering in front of us?
Would you like the lovely words that could roll off my tongue?
Would you like me to express how much you mean to me?
Would you like that soft romantic music in the background?
You chase me around the corner at the end of the aisle.
And we both meet each other eye to eye.
My hands behind my back.
Can you guess what I've got in mind.
Oh I think you'll be suprized.
You look at me and begin to smile.
Should I buy you a dozen roses?
Should I write you a love poem,
Of how my heart can't stop beating for you?
Should I take you to a lakeside with a romantic dinner?
Would you like candle light flickering in front of us?
Would you like the lovely words that could roll off my tongue?
Would you like me to express how much you mean to me?
Would you like that soft romantic music in the background?
I see the moonlight fall across your face as you sleep.
I take one look at you as my fingers gently stroke your cheek.
You breathe in and breathe out and stir awake.
Looking up at me and smiling all the while.
I bend down and kiss you ever so slowly.
Should I buy you a dozen roses?
Should I write you a love poem,
Of how my heart can't stop beating for you?
Should I take you to a lakeside with a romantic dinner?
Would you like candle light flickering in front of us?
Would you like the lovely words that could roll off my tongue?
Would you like me to express how much you mean to me?
Would you like that soft romantic music in the background?
My lips want to take in every taste it can.
My fingers what to rub your smooth skin.
My eyes want to see all your love dep inside.
And no matter how hard I try.
My mind can't comprehend the beauty within.
If I bought you a dozen roses would you fall in love?
If I wrote you that special love poem would you kiss me tight?
If I took you to a lakeside of of a romantic dinner would you stay the night?
Would you like the candle's flickering lights?
Would you like the expressions of my words rolling off my tongue?
Would you come be with me even though the night's young?
Would you like the kiss that takes the breath away deep within your lungs?
Would you want to be with me through the rest of your life?
Would you want to be with my heart through the beating might?
Would you want to grab my hands and love me through all the bad time?
Would you want to hug me in the anger of emotions and try to fight?
Would you stand within my heart and dance in the spotlight?
Would you like to be with me through the whole night?
Should I buy you a dozen roses?
Should I write you a love poem,
Of how my heart can't stop beating for you?
Should I take you to a lakeside with a romantic dinner?
Would you like candle light flickering in front of us?
Would you like the lovely words that could roll off my tongue?
Would you like me to express how much you mean to me?
Would you like that soft romantic music in the background?
poem by Josh Burnett
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Celesta
A picture of loveliness is she,
In a gown revealing all her humility.
Gingerly she steps and whirls,
With that mirthful blush of little girls.
Brilliant and starry are her eyes,
Her lips are crimson as the sunrise.
Gracefully she moves to a musical beat,
And melodious lyrics her voice utters so sweet.
poem by Albert Price
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Ana's Painting, Ephemera
Legs like brush strokes
streak down
over
the wrinkled vista,
sepia crumpled
in its folded ruptures—
feet levitation,
steps left to hover
above where they would sink;
where the imprints lie,
firmly imbedded into the faulty Earth,
a crumbling sheet of petrous land
nestling between what was
before us
and whatever resides
deep in the
recondite shades
of what is beyond.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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Dancing In The Streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Dancing in the streets
With any one you got to meet
Moving to the rhythm
Let your body feel the beat
Dancing in the streets
Let your feelings hanging out
Give it all youve got
Keep on dancing, sing and shout!
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Dancing in the streets
With any one you got to meet
Moving to the rhythm
Let your body feel the beat
Dancing in the streets
Let your feelings hanging out
Give it all youve got
Keep on dancing, sing and shout!
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on, keep on, keep on dancing
Keep on, keep on, keep on dancing
Keep on, keep on, keep on dancing
Keep on, keep on, keep on dancing
Keep on, keep on, keep on dancing
Keep on, keep on, keep on dancing
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on dancing in the streets
Keep on...
song performed by by Boney M.
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California Girls
Now pluto girls are neat but you know theyll
Eat you up alive
Although theyre nice to know when its a thousand below
It isnt easy to survive
And neptune girls are great for dancing
With a dozen arms and legs
They really hold you tight and they can boogie all night
But its so hard to kiss three heads
[chorus]
I wish they all could be california girls
I wish they all could be california girls
Now martian girls are really pretty
With complexions bright and green
But nothing can surpass an andromeda lass
I think their pointed heads are keen
And saturn girls are really funny they can
Make you laugh to death
With methane clouds alas combined with hydrogen gas
Why its a chore to take a breath
[chorus]
I wish they all could be california girls
I wish they all could be california girls
[guitar solo]
[chorus]
I wish they all could be california girls
I wish they all could be california girls (etc. etc.)
[chours ii] - girls- girls- girls- girls -i need
Girls -girls- girls- girls - I need... (etc. etc.)
[chorus iii]- calif--ornia calif--ornia calif-- ornia
Calif--ornia calif--ornia calif-- ornia
song performed by by Oingo Boingo
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I Love Red
RED balloon
floating through frames
of Thirties celluloid
dusty RED
dreamtime
black feet dancing
rhode island RED
bustling scratchily
in the poo speckled straw
RED back
hiding in the cupboard
spinning her web
marxist RED
hiding under the bed
spinning in the Fifties
RED shoes
shining, dancing
dancing till death
carmine RED
shining on clowns' noses
audience laughing
RED wine
dancing on drunks' noses
everyone laughing
the RED queen
running faster and faster
growing smaller and smaller
deep RED
roses, richly perfumed
always remind me of you
I LOVE RED
poem by Alison Cassidy
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Eternity Of Passion
Chocolate wine and roses have all
left my heart without bliss, the chocolate
inwhich was ment to sweeten my heart
the wine was to mellow my soul and melt
me in your arms, while the aroma of the
roses filled the air, but why did they
have such painfull thorns..
You light a candle and looked into my
eyes so intently, your glaze was burning
my very soul, never will I forget the night
of Chocolate, Wine, Roses, and the ever
burning candle that flickered all night
Only you could find this romantic side of me
that you discovered for the first time but lasted
an etrerntiy of Passion...........
poem by Bonnie Collins
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Wine, Women An Song
(coverdale/lord/marsden/moody/murray/paice)
I aint an educated man
As all you fleet street preachers know,
Its just the simple things in life
Get my motor running, ready to go
If I can make you smile
I will raise my glass,
An if you dont like it
Then, baby, you can kiss my ass!
You can tell me its wrong,
But, I love wine, women an song
Give me a good time woman,
An a love potion bottle of booze
cos I got a juke box heart
Full of honky tonk rhythm an blues
You better lock up your daughter, your sister too,
If get in my way, Im gonna rock an roll over you,
Aint nothing you can do
You can tell its wrong,
But I love wine, women an song
Wine, women an song, talking bout
Wine, women an song,
Wine, women an song,
Wine, women an song
You get what you can
But, dont take too long
Wine, women an song,
Give me a rock an roll band
With a mean an dirty blues guitar,
Take me to a dance hall palace
With a twenty four hour bar
Then you better lock up your daughter, your sister too,
If you get in my way, Im gonna rock an roll over you,
Aint nothing you can do
You can tell me its wrong,
But I love wine, women an song
Wine, women an song, talking bout
Wine, women an song,
Wine, women an song,
Wine, women an song
You get what you can
But, dont take too long,
Wine, women an song
Wine, women an song,
Wine, women an song,
Wine, women an song
You get what you can
But, dont take too long,
Wine, women an song
Wine, women an song
song performed by by Whitesnake
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Harajuku Girls
Wa-mono
There's me, there's you (hoko-ten)
In a pedestrian paradise
Where the catwalk got its claws (meow)
A subculture, in a kaleidoscope of fashion
Prowl the streets of Harajuku (irasshaimase)
Super lovers, tell me where you got yours
(At the super lovers store)
Yochi Yamamoto
I'm hanging with the locals
Where the catwalk got its claws
All you fashion know-it-alls
With your underground malls
In the world of Harajuku
Putting on a show, when you dress up in your clothes
Wild hair color and cell phones
Your accessories are dead on
[chorus 2x]
Harajuku girls, you got the wicked style
I like the way that you are
I am your biggest fan, oh
Harajuku girls
I'm looking at you girls
You're so original girls
You got the look that makes you stand out
Juku girls, I'm looking at you girls
You mix and match it girls
You dress so fly and just parade around (arigato)
I'm fascinated by the Japanese fashion scene
Just an American girl in the Tokyo streets
My boyfriend bought me a Hysteric Glamour shirt
They're hard to find in the States, got me feeling couture
What's that you got on
Is it Comme Des Garcons
A Vivienne Westwood can't go wrong
Mixed up with second-hand clothes
(Let's not forget about John Galliano, no)
Flip the landscape when Nigo made A Bathing Ape
I've got expensive taste (oh well)
Guess I'm better save up (cho takai)
[chorus 2x]
Work it, express it
Live it, command your style
Create it, design it
Now let me see you work it [repeat]
You bring style and color all around the world (you harajuku girls)
You bring style and color all around the world (you harajuku girls)
Your look is so distinctive, like DNA
Like nothing I've ever seen in the USA
Your underground culture, visual grammar
The language of your clothing, is something to encounter
A ping-pong match between eastern and western
Did you see your inspiration in my latest collection
Just wait til you get your little hands on L.A.M.B.
Cause it's (super kawaii), that means (super cute in Japanese)
The streets of Harajuku are your catwalk
Bishoujo, you're so vogue
That's what you drop
Cho saikou, Harajuku girls
(And that's what you drop, and that's what you drop)
Cho saikou, Harajuku girls
Harajuku girls [chorus in background]
Harajuku girls
Style detached from content
A fatal attraction to cuteness
Style is style
Fashion is fashion
Girl, you got style
song performed by by Gwen Stefani
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Violets For Your Furs
Tom adair / matt dennis
It was winter in manhattan
Falling snowflakes filled the air
The streets were covered with a film of ice
But a little simple magic that Id heard about somewhere
Changed the weather all around, just withn a trice
You bought me violets for my furs
And it was spring for a while, remember?
You bought me violets for my furs
And there was april in that december
The snow drifted on the flowers and melted where it lay
The snow looked leke dew on the blossoms
As on a summer day
You bought me violets for my furs
Aand there was blue in the wintry sky
You pinned the violets to my furs
And gave a lift to the crowds passing by
You smiled at me so sweetly
Since then one thought occurs
That we fell in love completely
The day you bought me violets for my furs
song performed by by Billie Holiday
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