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| Posted By | Discussion Topic: Return of the Cheese...70's GEEEEEYYYYY Songs! | ||||
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| spitfire421 | posted on 03-27-2001 @ 9:51 AM |    | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00  | Anyone else notice that the music topic has been slow lately? I've decided to bring back an old-school thread in which we can all participate... Let the cheese begin! Baby, I'm-a want you Baby, I'm-a need you You the only one I care enough to hurt about Maybe I'm-a crazy But I just can't live without... Your lovin' and affection Givin' me direction Like a guiding light to help me through a darkest hour Lately I'm a-prayin' That you'll always be a-stayin' beside me Used to be my life was just emotions passing by Feeling all the while and never really knowing why... Lately I'm a-prayin' That you'll always be a-stayin' beside me. Used to be my life was just emotions passing by Then you came along and made me laugh And made me cry... You taught me why... Baby, I'm-a want you Baby, I'm-a need you Oh, it took so long to find you, baby Baby, I'm-a want you Baby, I'm-a need you (sorry all you Bread fans, I know there's so many of you out there LOL)  | ||||
| Cap'n Fudge | posted on 03-27-2001 @ 10:24 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | They don't get much cheesier than this... Let Me Take You Home Tonight - Boston Now I'm not like this, I'm really kind of shy But I get this feeling whenever you walk by I don't wanna down you, I wanna make you high If you you could see your way to me, come on and let me try. Let me take you home tonight Mamma now it's alright Let me take you home tonight I'll show you sweet delight. You must understand this, I've watched you for so long that I feel I've known you, I know it can't be wrong If we just get together, I want to make you see I'm dreaming of your sweet love tonight, so mamma let it be Let me take you home tonight Mamma now it's alright Let me take you home tonight I'll show you sweet delight. I don't wanna make excuses, I don't wanna lie I just got to get loose With you tonight Let me take you home tonight Mamma now it's alright Let me take you home tonight I'll show you sweet delight. I don't wanna make excuses, I don't wanna lie I just got to get loose With you tonight I don't wanna down you, I wanna make you high And I get this feeling whenever you walk by If we just get together, I wanna make you see I'm dreamin' of your sweet love tonight, so mamma let it be. Let me take you home tonight Mamma now it's alright Let me take you home tonight I'll show you sweet delight I wanna show you sweet delight, show ya sweet delight Pretty mamma wanna show ya sweet delight Let me take you home tonight You know I wanna take you home Let me take you home tonight I don't wanna be alone Let me take you home tonight Let me take you home tonight Let me take you home tonight Why is the room spinning???  capnfudge@opieanthony.com | ||||
| atomic punk | posted on 03-27-2001 @ 10:45 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Jan. 01 | Spit, good call on the cheesy '70s thread. We were missing this from the old board. I was tired of my lady, we'd been together too long. Like a worn-out recording, of a favorite song. So while she lay there sleeping, I read the paper in bed. And in the personals column, there was this letter I read: "If you like Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain. If you're not into yoga, if you have half-a-brain. If you like making love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape. I'm the lady you've looked for, write to me, and escape." I didn't think about my lady, I know that sounds kind of mean. But me and my old lady, had fallen into the same old dull routine. So I wrote to the paper, took out a personal ad. And though I'm nobody's poet, I thought it wasn't half-bad. "Yes, I like Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain. I'm not much into health food, I am into champagne. I've got to meet you by tomorrow noon, and cut through all this red tape. At a bar called O'Malley's, where we'll plan our escape." So I waited with high hopes, then she walked in the place. I knew her smile in an instant, I knew the curve of her face. It was my own lovely lady, and she said, "Oh, it's you." And we laughed for a moment, and I said, "I never knew".. "That you liked Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain. And the feel of the ocean, and the taste of champagne. If you like making love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape. You're the love that I've looked for, come with me, and escape." "If you like Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain. And the feel of the ocean, and the taste of champagne. If you like making love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape. You're the love that I've looked for, come with me, and escape."  | ||||
| Banana_juice | posted on 03-27-2001 @ 11:29 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Jan. 01 | how about this for a 70's song...... Stayin' Alive Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk, I'm a woman's man: no time to talk. Music loud and women warm, I've been kicked around since I was born. And now it's all right. It's OK. And you may look the other way. We can try to understand the New York Times' effect on man. Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother, you're stayin' alive, stayin' alive. Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin', and we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive. Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive. Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive. Well now, I get low and I get high, and if I can't get either, I really try. Got the wings of heaven on my shoes. I'm a dancin' man and I just can't lose. You know it's all right. It's OK. I'll live to see another day. We can try to understand the New York Times' effect on man. Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother, you're stayin' alive, stayin' alive. Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin', and we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive. Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive. Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive. Life goin' nowhere. Somebody help me. Somebody help me, yeah. Life goin' nowhere. Somebody help me. Somebody help me, yeah. Stayin' alive. Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk, I'm a woman's man: no time to talk. Music loud and women warm, I've been kicked around since I was born. And now it's all right. It's OK. And you may look the other way. We can try to understand the New York Times' effect on man. Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother, you're stayin' alive, stayin' alive. Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin', and we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive. Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive. Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive. Life goin' nowhere. Somebody help me. Somebody help me, yeah. Life goin' nowhere. Somebody help me, yeah. I'm stayin' alive. proud graduate of Newbie University. Honor Student of Lord Magus's class. E-Mail Me | ||||
| Rommel | posted on 03-28-2001 @ 8:06 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Oct. 00 | Allow me to cut some cheese with a little cheese block ;) Have You Never Been Mellow- Olivia Newton-John There was a time when I was in a hurry as you are I was like you There was a day when I just had to tell my point of view I was like you Now I don't mean to make you frown No, I just want you to slow down Have you never been mellow? Have you never tried to find a comfort from inside you? Have you never been happy just to hear your song? Have you never let someone else be strong? Running around as you do with your head up in the clouds I was like you Never had time to lay back, kick your shoes off, close your eyes I was like you Now you're not hard to understand You need someone to hold your hand Have you never been mellow? Have you never tried to find a comfort from inside you? Have you never been happy just to hear your song? Have you never let someone else be strong? Saturday Night -The Bay City Rollers - written by Bill Martin and Phil Coulter SATURDAY night! SATURDAY night! SATURDAY night! SATURDAY night! Gonna keep on dancin' to the rock and roll On Saturday night, Saturday night Dancin' to the rhythm in our heart and soul On Saturday Night, Saturday night IIIII just can't wait, IIII got a date *At the good ole rock and roll road show, I gotta go Saturday Night, Saturday Night Gonna rock it up, roll it up Do it all, have a ball, Saturday Night, Saturday Night It's just a Saturday Night It's just a Saturday Night It's just a Saturday Night Gonna dance with my baby till the night is thru On Saturday Night, Saturday Night Tell her all the little things I'm gonna do On Saturday night, Saturday Night IIIIlove her so III I'm gonna let her know *repeat SATURDAY NIGHT, SATURDAY NIGHT, SATURDAY NIGHT, SATURDAY NIGHT, It's just a Saturday night It's just a Saturday Night, IT's just a Saturday Night, It's just a Saturday Night, (repeat and fade) COULDN'T GET IT RIGHT-Climax Blues Band Time was drifting, this rock had got to roll So I hit the road and made my getaway Restless feeling, really got a hold I started searching for a better way But I kept on looking for a sign In the middle of the night But I couldn't see the light No I couldn't see the light I kept on looking for a way To take me through the night I couldn't get it right I couldn't get it right L.A. fever made me feel alright But I must admit it got the best of me Getting down, so deep I could have drowned Now, I can't get back the way I used to be (repeat chorus) New York City took me with the tide And I nearly died from hospitality Left me stranded, took away my pride Just another no account fatality (repeat chorus) Don't Give Up On Us - David Soul - Words and Music by Tony Macaulay Don't give up on us, baby Don't make the wrong seem right The future isn't just one night It's written in the moonlight Painted on the stars We can't change ours Don't give up on us, baby We're still worth one more try I know we put a last one by Just for a rainy evening When maybe stars are few Don't give up on us, I know We can still come through I really lost my head last night You've got a right to start believin' There's still a little love left, even so Don't give up on us, baby Lord knows we've come this far Can't we stay the way we are? The angel and the dreamer Who sometimes plays a fool Don't give up on us, I know We can still come through It's written in the moonlight Painted on the stars We can't change ours Don't give up on us, baby We're still worth one more try I know we put a last one by Just for a rainy evening When maybe stars are few Don't give up on us, I know We can still come through Don't give up on us, baby Don't give up on us, baby  Jeder oder Keiner, Alles oder Nichts | ||||
| spitfire421 | posted on 03-28-2001 @ 10:49 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00 | gey! Sugar, sugar She sits alone waiting for suggestions He's so nervous avoiding all the questions His lips are dry, her heart is gently pounding Don't you just know exactly what they're thinking If you want my body and you think I'm sexy come on sugar let me know. If you really need me just reach out and touch me come on honey tell me so Tell me so baby He's acting shy looking for an answer Come on honey let's spend the night together Now hold on a minute before we go much further Give me a dime so I can phone my mother They catch a cab to his high rise apartment At last he can tell her exactly what his heart meant If you want my body and you think I'm sexy come on honey tell me so If you really need me just reach out and touch me come on sugar let me know His heart's beating like a drum 'cos at last he's got this girl home Relax baby now we are alone They wake at dawn 'cos all the birds are singing Two total strangers but that ain't what they're thinking Outside it's cold, misty and it's raining They got each other neither one's complaining He say's I sorry but I'm out of milk and coffee Never mind sugar we can watch the early movie If you want my body and you think I'm sexy come on sugar let me know If you really need me just reach out and touch me come on honey tell me so If you really need me just reach out and touch me come on sugar let me know If you really, really, really, really need me just let me know Just reach out and touch me If you really want me just reach out and touch me come on sugar let me know If you really need me just reach out and touch me come on sugar let me know If you, if you, if you really need me just come on and tell me so | ||||
| Rommel | posted on 03-28-2001 @ 10:54 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Oct. 00 | Spit , (ref: Stewart Tune) transport yourself back to 1978. this song is jamming , the bass is thumping, and a gentleman approaches you with The Washington slogan "Hi There" (Welcome Back Kotter Reference) ...and sweeps you off of your feet....it's been a great 23 yrs since, and soon you will be a grandmother because on that particular week-end a lovechild was conceived, and she is now with child because of a guy she met at OZZFEST 2000.... :) :) Congratulations Hippie !! Jeder oder Keiner, Alles oder Nichts | ||||
| spitfire421 | posted on 03-28-2001 @ 11:07 AM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00 | Rommel, huh? I just can't stand Rod Stewart LOL | ||||
| Rommel | posted on 03-28-2001 @ 11:18 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Oct. 00 | It was meant to be an "imagine" this scenario... If you listened to his stuff with Jeff Beck, and The Faces, perhaps you'd appreciate him just a wee-bit little more ....it was en vogue back then for all these "bar" rockers to mix it up a little with the disco-ball and the like.. LOL look at the Stones with Emotional Rescue, after beginning that decade with Sticky Fingers, and Exile On Main St. whatever... :) Jeder oder Keiner, Alles oder Nichts | ||||
| atomic punk | posted on 03-28-2001 @ 11:45 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Jan. 01 | OK,this one kills two birds with one stone. It's definitely cheesy, and it kind of fits with Rommel's "scenario". ;):) (You're) Havin' My Baby Paul Anka and Odia Coates PAUL: Havin' my baby What a lovely way of sayin' how much you love me Havin' my baby What a lovely way of sayin' what you're thinkin' of me I can see it, face is glowin' I can see in your eyes, I'm happy you know it BOTH: That you're havin' my baby PAUL: You're the woman I love and I love what it's doin' to ya BOTH: Havin' my baby PAUL: You're a woman in love and I love what's goin' through ya PAUL: The need inside you, I see it showin' Whoa, the seed inside ya, baby, do you feel it growin'? Are you happy you know it? That you're BOTH: Havin' my baby ODIA: I'm a woman in love and I love what it's doin' to me BOTH: Havin' my baby ODIA: I'm a woman in love and I love what's goin' through me PAUL: Didn't have to keep it Wouldn't put ya through it You could have swept it from you life But you wouldn't do it, no, you wouldn't do it BOTH: And you're havin' my baby ODIA: I'm a woman in love and I love what it's doin' to me BOTH: Havin' my baby ODIA: I'm a woman in love and I love what's goin' through me PAUL: Havin' my baby (havin' my baby) What a lovely way of sayin' how much you love me FADE PAUL: Havin' my baby (havin' my baby) ODIA: I'm a woman in love and I love what's goin' through me This message was edited by atomic punk on 3-28-01 @ 11:46 AM | ||||
| Cap'n Fudge | posted on 03-28-2001 @ 1:48 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | Rod the Mod was great rock singer...Rod the sexy spandex wearing freak was a hack. The Stones with Mick Taylor are better than the Stones with Ron Wood. Thus then, Exile, Sticky Fingers and Goat's Head Soup are seven thousand layers of good better than Some Girls, the best Stones with Wood album. Spit, why is Rommel trying to get you pregnant? He should have seen it coming, but it happened way too fast  capnfudge@opieanthony.com | ||||
| spitfire421 | posted on 03-28-2001 @ 2:00 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Dec. 00 | Don't know cap'n... Here's one I think we all can agree on: With yellow feathers in her hair and a dress cut down to there She would merengue and do the cha-cha And while she tried to be a star, Tony always tended bar Across a crowded floor, they worked from 8 till 4 They were young and they had each other Who could ask for more? At the Copa (CO!), Copacabana (Copacabana) The hottest spot north of Havana (here) At the Copa (CO!), Copacabana Music and passion were always the fashion At the Copa....they fell in love His name was Rico, he wore a diamond He was escorted to his chair, he saw Lola dancin' there And when she finished, he called her over But Rico went a bit too far, Tony sailed across the bar And then the punches flew and chairs were smashed in two There was blood and a single gun shot But just who shot who? At the Copa (CO!), Copacabana (Copacabana) The hottest spot north of Havana (here) At the Copa (CO!), Copacabana Music and passion were always the fashion At the Copa....she lost her love (Copa. . Copacabana) (Copa Copacabana) (Copacabana, ahh ahh ahh ahh) (Ahh ahh ahh ahh Copa Copacabana) (Talking Havana have a banana) (Music and passion….always the fash--shun) Her name is Lola, she was a showgirl But that was 30 years ago, when they used to have a show Now it's a disco, but not for Lola Still in the dress she used to wear, faded feathers in her hair She sits there so refined, and drinks herself half-blind She lost her youth and she lost her Tony Now she's lost her mind! At the Copa (CO!), Copacabana (Copacabana) The hottest spot north of Havana (here) At the Copa (CO!), Copacabana Music and passion were always the fashion At the Copa....don't fall in love (Copa) don't fall in love Copacabana Copacabana | ||||
| Rommel | posted on 03-28-2001 @ 2:17 PM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Oct. 00 | I swear it wasn't me that ...that...not another mouth to feed... LOL Did you guys know that in the beginning Barry Manilow was Clive Davis' BUTTBOY ?? ...what a faggot ! LOL OK ! Back to the Fondue.... I Just Want to Be Your Everything Andy Gibb- written by Barry Gibb For so long You and me been finding each other for so long And the feeling that I feel for you is more then strong, girl Take it from me If you give a little more then you're asking for Your love will turn the key Darling mine I would wait forever for those lips of wine Build my world around you, darling This love will shine girl Watch it and see If you give a little more then you're asking for Your love will turn the key I, I just want to be your everything Open up the heaven in your heart and let me be The things you are to me and not some puppet on a string Oh, if I stay here without you, darling, I will die I want you laying in the love I have to bring I'd do anything to be your everything Darling for so long You and me been finding each other for so long And the feeling that I feel for you is more then strong girl Take it from me If you give a little more then you're asking for Your love will turn the key I, I just want to be your everything Open up the heaven in your heart and let me be The things you are to me and not some puppet on a string Oh, if I stay here without you, darling, I will die I want you laying in the love I have to bring I'd do anything to be your everything repeat last verse and fade out Jeder oder Keiner, Alles oder Nichts | ||||
I have Cool-Mod-Powers and can read the Cool-Mod-Forum, then I drive home in my Cool-Mod-Car UFC | posted on 03-28-2001 @ 10:52 PM | | |||
| O&A Board Regular Registered: Oct. 00 | Damn, wish I had seen this sooner.. And Banana stole my first pick... very cheesy.. let's see what I can dig up.. how's 'bout some Abba to start? You can dance you can jive having the time of your life see that girl, watch that scene diggin’ the dancing queen Friday night and the lights are low looking out for a place to go where they play the right music getting in the swing you come to look for a king anybody could see that guy night is young and the music’s high with a bit of rock music everything is fine you’re in the mood for a dance and when you get the chance You are the Dancing Queen young and sweet, only seventeen Dancing Queen feel the beat from the tambourine you can dance, you can jive having the time of your life see that girl, watch that scene diggin’ the dancing queen You’re a teaser you turn them on leave’em burning and then you’re gone looking out for another anyone will do you’re in the mood for a dance and when you get the chance you are the Dancing Queen...  NO! I am NOT a Goth Dude!! "It's hard to garble nawdle zous, With all these marbles in my mouth" E-Mail Me | ||||
| Rommel | posted on 03-29-2001 @ 8:19 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Oct. 00 | Magus, I actually had Waterloo, and Dancing Queen floating around in my head yesterday. Someone was bound to post lyrics from some of the wealthiest cheesers to emerge from this decade. Here's some Euro cheesers who went by the name Plastic Bertrant: ÇA PLANE POUR MOI (Deprijck/Lacomblez) (Yam! Bam!) (Mon chat "Splash") Gît sur mon lit A bouffé sa langue En buvant (tronc) mon whisky Quant à moi Peu dormi, vidé, brimé J'ai dû dormir dans la gouttière Où j'ai eu un flash Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou! En quatre couleurs Allez hop! Un matin Une (louloute) est venue chez-moi Poupée de Cellophane Cheveux chinois Un sparadrap Une gueule de bois A bu ma bière Dans un grand verre En caoutchouc Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou! Comme un indien dans son igloo Ça plane pour moi Ça plane pour moi Ça plane pour moi moi moi moi moi Ça plane pour moi Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou! Ça plane pour moi Allez hop! La nana Quel panard! Quelle vibration! De s'envoyer Sur le paillasson Limée, ruinée, vidée, comblée "You are the King of the divan!" Qu'elle me dit en passant Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou! I am the King of the divan Ça plane pour moi Ça plane pour moi Ça plane pour moi moi moi moi moi Ça plane pour moi Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou! Ça plane pour moi Allez hop! T'occupe T'inquiète Touche pas ma planète It's not today Quel le ciel me tombera sur la tête Et que l'alcool me manquera Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou! Ça plane pour moi Allez hop! Ma nana S'est tirée S'est barrée Enfin c'est (marre) à tout casser L'évier, le bar me laissant seul Comme un grand connard Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou! Le pied dans le plat Ça plane pour moi Ça plane pour moi Ça plane pour moi moi moi moi moi Ça plane pour moi Hou! Hou! Hou! Hou! Ça plane pour moi Ça plane pour moi Ça plane pour moi Ça plane pour moi moi moi moi moi Ça plane pour moi  Jeder oder Keiner, Alles oder Nichts | ||||
| atomic punk | posted on 03-29-2001 @ 9:29 AM | | |||
| Psychopath Registered: Jan. 01 | Rommel - A song in French, huh? It fits, because the French are [Groundskeeper Willie]Cheese eating surrender monkeys![/Groundskeeper Willie] Here's disco Kiss! Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do Do, do, do, do, do, do, do Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do Do, do, do, do, do, do, do Tonight I wanna give it all to you In the darkness There's so much I wanna do And tonight I wanna lay it at your feet 'Cause girl, I was made for you And girl, you were made for me I was made for lovin' you baby You were made for lovin' me And I can't get enough of you baby Can you get enough of me Tonight I wanna see it in your eyes Feel the magic There's something that drives me wild And tonight we're gonna make it all come true 'Cause girl, you were made for me And girl I was made for you I was made for lovin' you baby You were made for lovin' me And I can't get enough of you baby Can you get enough of me I was made for lovin' you baby You were made for lovin' me And I can give it all to you baby Can you give it all to me Oh, can't get enough, oh, oh I can't get enough, oh, oh I can't get enough Yeah, ha Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do Do, do, do, do, do, do, do Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do Do, do, do, do, do, do, do I was made for lovin' you baby You were made for lovin' me And I can't get enough of you baby Can you get enough of me Oh, I was made, you were made I can't get enough No, I can't get enough I was made for lovin' you baby You were made for lovin' me And I can't get enough of you baby Can you get enough of me I was made for lovin' you baby You were made for lovin' me And I can give it all to you baby | ||||
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