cool pairs – come with me to the sea

Come with me

My love

To the sea

The sea of love

I wanna tell you

How much

I love you

Do you remember

When we met

That's the day

I knew you were my pet

I wanna tell you

How much

I love you

Come with me

My love

To the sea

The sea of love

I wanna tell you

How much

I love you

Sea of Love – Cat Power and Iggy Pop sing Phil Phillips (John Phillip Baptiste)

cool pairs – sometimes it seems that all I have is worry

Baby you understand me now

If sometimes you see that I'm mad

Doncha know no one alive can always be an angel?

When everything goes wrong, you see some bad

But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good

Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

Ya know sometimes baby I'm so carefree

With a joy that's hard to hide

And then sometimes again it seems that all I have is worry

And then you're bound to see my other side

But I'm just a soul whose intentions are good

Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

If I seem edgy

I want you to know

I never mean to take it out on you

Life has its problems

And I get more than my share

But that's one thing I never mean to do

Cause I love you

Oh baby

I'm just human

Don't you know I have faults like anyone?

Sometimes I find myself alone regretting

Some little foolish thing

Some simple thing that I've done

Cause I'm just a soul whose intentions are good

Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood

Don't let me be misunderstood

I try so hard

So please don't let me be misunderstood

Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood – 

Nina Simone and Elvis Costello sing Bennie Benjamin, Gloria Caldwell and Sol Marcus

cool pairs – everybody knows that the boat is leaking

Everybody knows that the dice are loaded

Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed

Everybody knows the war is over

Everybody knows the good guys lost

Everybody knows the fight was fixed

The poor stay poor, the rich get rich

That's how it goes

Everybody knows

Everybody knows that the boat is leaking

Everybody knows the captain lied

Everybody got this broken feeling

Like their father or their dog just died

Everybody talking to their pockets

Everybody wants a box of chocolates

And a long-stemmed rose

Everybody knows

Everybody knows that you love me baby

Everybody knows that you really do

Everybody knows that you've been faithful

Ah, give or take a night or two

Everybody knows you've been discreet

But there were so many people you just had to meet

Without your clothes

And everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows

That's how it goes

Everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows

That's how it goes

Everybody knows

And everybody knows that it's now or never

Everybody knows that it's me or you

And everybody knows that you live forever

Ah, when you've done a line or two

Everybody knows the deal is rotten

Old Black Joe's still pickin' cotton

For your ribbons and bows

And everybody knows

And everybody knows that the Plague is coming

Everybody knows that it's moving fast

Everybody knows that the naked man and woman

Are just a shining artifact of the past

Everybody knows the scene is dead

But there's gonna be a meter on your bed

That will disclose

What everybody knows

And everybody knows that you're in trouble

Everybody knows what you've been through

From the bloody cross on top of Calvary

To the beach of Malibu

Everybody knows it's coming apart

Take one last look at this Sacred Heart

Before it blows

And everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows

That's how it goes

Everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows

That's how it goes

Everybody knows

Everybody knows, everybody knows

That's how it goes

Everybody knows

Everybody knows

Everybody Knows – Rufus Wainwright sings Leonard Cohen

cool pairs – walking in the evening by the ocean

Down around Biloxi

Pretty girls are swimmin' in the sea

Oh, they look like sisters in the ocean

Boy will fill his pail with salty water

And the storms will blow from off toward New Orleans

The sun shines on Biloxi

The air is filled with vapors from the sea

And the boy will dig a pool beside the ocean

He sees creatures from a dream underwater

And the sun will set from off towards New Orleans

Stars can see Biloxi

Stars can find their faces in the sea

And we are walking in the evening by the ocean

We are splashing naked in the water

And the sky is red from off towards New Orleans

And the sky is red from off towards New Orleans

Biloxi – Ian Matthews sings Jesse Winchester

cool pairs – la chaleur épaisse des langueurs océanes

Dans le port d'Amsterdam               In the port of Amsterdam

Y a des marins qui chantent               There's a sailor who sings

Les rêves qui les hantent               Of the dreams that he brings

Au large d'Amsterdam               From the wide open sea

Dans le port d'Amsterdam               In the port of Amsterdam

Y a des marins qui dorment               There's a sailor who sleeps

Comme des oriflammes               While the river bank weeps

Le long des berges mornes               To the old willow tree

Dans le port d'Amsterdam               In the port of Amsterdam

Y a des marins qui meurent               There's a sailor who dies

Pleins de bière et de dramas               Full of beer, full of cries

Aux premières lueurs               In a drunken down fight

Mais dans le port d'Amsterdam               But in the port of Amsterdam

Y a des marins qui naissent               There's a sailor who's born

Dans la chaleur épaisse               On a muggy hot morn

Des langueurs océanes               By the dawn's early light

Dans le port d'Amsterdam               In the port of Amsterdam

Y a des marins qui mangent               Where the saillons all meet

Sur des nappes trop blanches               There's a sailor who eats

Des poissons ruisselants               Only fish heads and tails

Ils vous montrent des dents               And  he'll show you his teeth

A croquer la fortune               That have rotted too soon

A décroiser la lune               That can bring down the moon

A bouffer des haubans               That can haul up the sails

Et ça sent la morue               And he yells to the cook

Jusque dans le cœur des frites               With his arms open wide

Que leurs grosses mains invitent               Bring me more fish

A revenir en plus               Put it down by my side

Puis se lèvent en riant               Then he wants so to belch

Dans un bruit de tempête               But he's too full to try

Referment leur braguette               So he gets up and laughs

Et sortent en rotant               And he zips up his fly

Dans le port d'Amsterdam               In the port of Amsterdam

Y a des marins qui dansent               You can see sailors dance

En se frottant la panse               Paunches bursting their pants

Sur la panse des femmes               Grinding women to porch

Et ils tournent et ils dansent               They've forgotten the tune

Comme des soleils crachés               That their whiskey voice croaks

Dans le son déchiré               Splitting the night

D'un accordéon rance               With the roar of their jokes

Ils se tordent le cou               And they turn and they dance

Pour mieux s'entendre rire               And they laugh and they lust

Jusqu'à ce que tout à coup               Till the rancid sound

L'accordéon expire               Of the accordion bursts

Alors le geste grave               Then into the the night

Alors le regard fier               With their pride in their pants

Ils ramènent leur batave               With the slut that they tow

Jusqu'en pleine lumière               Underneath the street lamps

Dans le port d'Amsterdam               In the port of Amsterdam

Y a des marins qui boivent               There's a sailor who drinks

Et qui boivent et reboivent               And he drinks, and he drinks

Et qui reboivent encore               And he drinks once again

Ils boivent à la santé               He drinks to the health

Des putains d'Amsterdam               Of the whores of Amsterdam

De Hambourg ou d'ailleurs               Who have promised their love

Enfin ils boivent aux dames               To a thousand other men

Qui leur donnent leur joli corps               They have bargained their bodies

Qui leur donnent leur vertu               And their virtue long gone

Pour une pièce en or               For a few dirty coins

Et quand ils ont bien bu               And when he can't go on

Se plantent le nez au ciel               He plants his nose in the sky

Se mouchent dans les étoiles               And he wipes it up above

Et ils pissent comme je pleure               And he pisses like I cry

Sur les femmes infidèles               For an unfaithful love

Dans le port d'Amsterdam               In the port of Amsterdam

Dans le port d'Amsterdam               In the port of Amsterdam

Amsterdam – Bellowhead chantent Brel