Encore, Frank Zappa! Fembot in a Wet T-shirt toujours dans l'album Joe's Garage Tiens à force de le citer si je me le ré-écoutais, plutôt 
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"Looks to me like something funny
Is going on around here
People laughin' 'n' dancin' 'n' payin'
Entirely too much for their beer
And they all think they are
Clean outa-site
And they're ready to party
"Cause the sign outside says it's WET T-SHIRT NITE
'N' they all crave some Hot delight
Well the girls are excited
Because in a minute
They're gonna get wet
'N' the boys are delighted
Because all the titties
Will get 'em upset
'N' they all think they are Reety-awright
'N' they're ready to boogie
'Cause the sign outside says it's WET T-SHIRT NITE
'N' they all crave some Pink delight
When the water gets on'em
Their ninnies get rigid
'N' look pretty bold
It's a common reaction
That makes an attraction
Whenever it's cold
'N'all of the fellas
They wish they could bite
On the cute little nuggets
The local girls are showin' off tonite
You know I think it serves 'em right
You know I think it serves 'em right
You know I think it serves 'em right
You know I think it serves 'em right
And it's WET T-SHIRT TIME AGAIN
I know you want someone to show you some tit!
BIG ONES! WET ONES! BIG WET ONES!"
sanjuro, ya longtemps dit:"Heyyyyyy, hey-ey baby,
I wanna know-ow-ow
If you'd be my girl"
De je sais pas qui!
Dans les sixties, ça avait été johnyfié en
"Héééé, hé-é beïbi,
Est-ce que tu veux-eux-eux
Ê-être mon amie"
lycisca, plus tard dit:Dirty Dancing, vous connaissez?, moi oui, j'ai presque pas honte de connaître les chansons:
Hey Baby - Bruce Channel
Hey, hey hey baby!
I want to know if you'll be my girl
Hey, hey hey baby!
I want to know if you'll be my girl
Ohne ziss wane, ite ise iou ou ave bine grillaide maille dire litteul wolfette...
Et yark yark yark! 
sanjuro dit:Et yark yark yark!
Bon d'accord d'accord, j'admets... mais au niveau de la référence on joue pas dans la même catégorie
(reprise-beurk-de-Johnny VS film-de-fille-tout-niais)
Pretty little girl,
I don't stand a chance,
Without any money, there goes our romance
Dion, Donna (the primma dona)
Pas de honte sur la référence, prêt à toutes les bassesses pour gagner (j'irais jusqu'à du Britney Spears si il le faut)
JudgeWhyMe dit:Pas de honte sur la référence, prêt à toutes les bassesses pour gagner (j'irais jusqu'à du Britney Spears si il le faut)
Ah c'est comme ça!
Zappa again, toujours dans Joe's Garage! Après Fembot in a wet T-shirt
Je vous donne Wet T-Shirt nite
Buddy Jones:
Ah, thanks, IKE... Yes, it's WET T-shirt TIME AGAIN Here at the Brasserie... Home of THE TITS...huh huh... And it's the charming Mary from Canoga Park Up next in her bid for the semi-finals... Hi, Mary...howya doin'?
Mary:
Hi!
Buddy Jones:
Where ya from?
Mary:
Ah, the bus...
Buddy Jones:
Which one?
Mary:
You know...the last tour... You know...Leather
Buddy Jones:
Oh...you were the girl stuck to seat 38 Phydeaux III... why don't you get in position and take a deep breath, because this water is very, very cold, but it's goin' to be so stimulating. And Mary's the kind of Red- Blooded American Girl who'll do anything...
Mary:
Anything...
Buddy Jones:
I said anything...for fifty bucks That's right!
Mary:
I really need the fifty bucks you know I gotta get home!
Buddy Jones:
Yeh, I know, your father is waiting for you in the tool shed...that's right, you heard right...our big prize tonite is fifty American Dollars to the girl with the most exciting mammalian protuberances...
Mary:
Here I am!
Buddy Jones:
...as viewed through a thoroughly soaked, stupid looking white sort of male person's conservative kind of middle-of-the-road COTTON UNDERGARMENT! Whoopee! And here comes THE WATER!
Mary:
EEEK!
Buddy Jones:
No, you'd squeak more if the water got on you...sounds like you just got an ice pick in the forehead...AND HERE COMES THE ICE PICK IN THE FOREHEAD ...a million laughs, Mary! Anyway; good golly, what a mess...she's totally soaked...yeh, totally committed to the fifty bucks...That's it just step into the spotlight...let the guys get a good look at ya honey!
Mary:
Here I am!
Buddy Jones:
Whaddya say, fellas? Nice setta jugs? Now Mary, how's about shakin' it around a little...
Mary:
Ooooh!
Buddy Jones:
Oh my goodness, look at her go!
Mary:
Oooh! I'm dancing! I'm dancing!
Buddy Jones:
Ain't this what living is really all about! Here's your fifty bucks Mary...
Mary:
Oh great! Now I can go home!
Buddy Jones:
Home is where the heart is.
Mary:
On the bus.
Got a girl named Daisy,
She almost drives me crazy
Little Richard, Tutti Frutti
JudgeWhyMe dit:Got a girl named Daisy,
She almost drives me crazy
Little Richard, Tutti Frutti
La vache, là c'était évident, comment être passé à côté !?
Ca dure encore combien de temps ?
Et moi, qui vous cite Eddie Cochran à tour de bras, coment ai-je pu oublier?...
"Let me tell about the... girl I know
She's my baby and I... love her so
Every morning when the... Sun comes up
She brings me coffe in my... Favorite cup
I knowwwww... yes I know
Alleluyah I just love her so"
je l'ai pas vu passer: West End Girls des Pet Shop Boys!!! 1984, me rajeunit pas tout ça...
Sometimes you're better off dead
There's gun in your hand and it's pointing at your head
You think you're mad, too unstable
Kicking in chairs and knocking down tables
In a restaurant in a West End town
Call the police, there's a madman around
Running down underground to a dive bar
In a West End town
In a West End town, a dead end world
The East End boys and West End girls
In a West End town, a dead end world
The East End boys and West End girls
West End girls
Too many shadows, whispering voices
Faces on posters, too many choices
If, when, why, what?
How much have you got?
Have you got it, do you get it, if so, how often?
And which do you choose, a hard or soft option?
(How much do you need?)
In a West End town, a dead end world
The East End boys and West End girls
In a West End town, a dead end world
The East End boys and West End girls
West End girls
West End girls
(How much do you need?)
In a West End town, a dead end world
The East End boys and West End girls
Oooh West End town, a dead end world
East End boys, West End Girls
West End girls
You've got a heart of glass or a heart of stone
Just you wait 'til I get you home
We've got no future, we've got no past
Here today, built to last
In every city, in every nation
From Lake Geneva to the Finland station
(How far have you been?)
In a West End town, a dead end world
The East End boys and West End girls
A West End town, a dead end world
East End Boys, West End girls
West End girls
West End girls
West End girls
(How far have you been?)
Girls
East End boys
And West End girls
And West End girls
(... forever)
And West End girls
(How far have you been?)
East End boys
The West End girls
The West End boys
And West End girls
The West End girls
The West End boys
The West End girls
Billy Joel - Uptown girl (repris par Westlife)
Uptown girl
Shes been living in her uptown world
I bet she never had a back street guy
I bet her mama never told her why
Im gonna try for an uptown girl
Shes been living in her white bread world
As long as anyone with hot blood can
And now shes looking for a downtown man
Thats what I am
allez une ref plus récente: Katy Perry Kissed a Girl
(V1)
This was never the way I planned
Not my intention
I got so brave, drink in hand
Lost my discretion
It's not what
I'm used to
Just wanna try u on
I'm curious for you
Caught my attention
(CHORUS)
I kissed a girl and I liked it
The taste of her cherry chapstick
I kissed a girl just to try it
I hope my boyfriend don't mind it
It felt so wrong
It felt so right
Don't mean I'm in love tonight
I kissed a girl and I liked it
I liked it
(V2)
No I don't even know your name
It doesn't matter
You're my expiramental game
Just human nature
It's not what
Good girls do
Not how they should behave
My head gets
So confused
Hard to obey
(CHORUS)
I kissed a girl and I liked it
The taste of her cherry chapstick
I kissed a girl just to try it
I hope my boyfriend don't mind it
It felt so wrong
It felt so right
Don't mean I'm in love tonight
I kissed a girl and I liked it
I liked it
(BRIDGE)
Us girls we are so magical
Soft skin, red lips, so kissable
Hard to resist so touchable
Too good to deny it
Ain't no big deal, it's innocent
(CHORUS)
I kissed a girl and I liked it
The taste of her cherry chapstick
I kissed a girl just to try it
I hope my boyfriend don't mind it
It felt so wrong
It felt so right
Don't mean I'm in love tonight
I kissed a girl and I liked it
I liked it
Toujours 
, toujours Eddie Cochran, toujours Rock'n Roll
Skinny Jim:
Well I know a guy who's bone & skin
Women, yeah they're ravin' 'bout skinny Jim
Skinny Jim, yeah skinny Jim, man, skinny Jim
Oh yes yes yes all the girls love him, skinny Jim
Well I went to a party & skinny Jim
Perfect enemy but you'll love him
Skinny Jim, yeah skinny Jim, man, skinny Jim
Oh yes yes yes all the girls love him, skinny Jim
je n ai pas vu un classique du genre pour les initiés voila :
Are you gonna home tonight
Ah down beside that red firelight
Are you gonna let it all hang out
Fat bottomed girl
You make the rockin' world go round
FAT BOTOMED GIRL
de QUEEN
Encore Eddie Cochran (j'me l'ai ré-écouté hier soir )
Twenty flight rock
ooh, well i got a girl with a record machine
when it comes to rockin' she's the queen
we love to dance on a saturday night
all alone where i can hold her tight
but she lives on the twentiest floor uptown
the elevator's broken down
so i walked one, two flight, three flight, four
five, six, seven flight, eight flight, more
up on the twelfth i started to drag
fifteenth floor i'm a-ready to sag
get to the top, i'm too tired to rock
Vous l'aurez voulu, vous l'aurez eu:
I'm not a girl
Not yet a woman
All I need is time
A moment that is mine
While I'm in between
I'm not a girl
Britney spears, I'm not a girl, not yet a woman
Piske je te dis que j'ai ré-écouté mon CD d'Eddie Cochran hier!
[Edit]Alors que ce matin comme un con j'écoute Highway 61' revisited de Bob Dylan alors que je sais pertinemment qu'il n'y pas la moindre girl la-dedans... 
My Way (rien à voir avec la version sinantresque de comme d'habitude)
Well, listen, pretty baby; let's go out tonight
Tell your mama not to worry; everything's gonna be all right
Don't let me hear you talkin'; just be there when I call
'Cause what I do I do my way, or it won't be done at all
Oh little girl, better hear what I say
I'm an easy-goin' guy, but I always gotta have my way
I was born a tiger; I always had my way
Nobody's gonna change me this or any other day
Don't let me hear you argue when I say funky junk
'Cause a woman ain't been born yet, they can play me for a chump
Oh little girl, better hear what I say
I'm an easy-goin' guy, but I always gotta have my way
Moi aussi j'écoute de la musique à la radio
I never can say goodbye, girl
No no no, no no no, oh oh oh oh..
Les Communards, Never can say goodbye
Ah c'est comme ça?
Depuis le temps que vous cite Joe's garage, de Frank Zappa, je n'ai même pas songé à citer la chson titre...
Joe's Garage by Frank Zappa
JOE:
It wasn't very large
There was just enough room to cram the drums
In the corner over by the Dodge
It was a fifty-four
With a mashed up door
And à cheesy little amp
With a sign on the front said
"Fender Champ"
And a second-hand guitar
It was a Stratocaster with a whammy bar
LARRY:
We could jam in Joe's Garage
His mama was screamin'
His dad was mad
We was playin' the same old song
In the afternoon 'n' sometimes we would
Play it all night long
It was all we knew, 'n' easy too
So we wouldn't get it wrong
All we did was bend the string like...
Hey!
Down in Joe's Garage
We didn't have no dope or LSD
But a coupla quartsa beer
Would fix it so the intonation
Would not offend yer ear
And the same old chords goin' over 'n' over
Became a symphony
We would play it again 'n' again 'n' again
'Cause it sounded good to me
ONE MORE TIME!
We could jam in Joe's Garage
His mama was screamin', "TURN IT DOWN!"
We was playin' the same old song
In the afternoon 'n' sometimes we would
Play it all night long
It was all we knew, and easy too
So we wouldn't get it wrong
Even if you played it on a saxophone
We thought we was pretty good
We talked about keepin' the band together
'N' we figured that we should
'Cause about this time we was gettin' the eye
From the girls in the neighborhood
They'd all come over 'n' dance around like...
Twenty teen-age girls dash in and go STOMP-CLAP, STOMP-CLAP-CLAP...
So we picked out à stupid name
Had some cards printed up for a coupla bucks
'N' we was on our way to fame
Got matching suits
'N' Beatle Boots
'N' a sign on the back of the car
'N' we was ready to work in a GO-GO Bar
ONE TWO THREE FOUR
LET'S SEE IF YOU GOT SOME MORE!
People seemed to like our song
They got up 'n' danced 'n made a lotta noise
An' it wasn't 'fore very long
A guy from a company we can't name
Said we oughta take his pen
'N' sign on the line for a real good time
But he didn't tell us when
These "good times" would be somethin'
That was really happenin
So the band broke up
An' it looks like
We will never play again...
JOE:
Guess you only get one chance in life
To play a song that goes like...
And, as the band plays their little song,
MRS. BORG:
Turn it down! Turn it DOWN! I have children sleeping here...
Don't you boys know any nice songs?
JOE:
(Speculating on the future)
Well the years was rollin' by
Heavy Metal 'n Glitter Rock
Had caught the public eye
Snotty boys with lipstick on
Was really flyin' high
'N' then they got that Disco thing
'N' New Wave came along
'N' all of a sudden I thought the time
Had come for that old song
We used to play in "Joe's Garage"
And if I am not wrong
You will soon be dancin to...
CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER:
The WHITE ZONE is for loading and unloading only. If you gotta load or
unload, go to the WHITE ZONE. You'll love it...
JOE:
Well the years was rollin' by (etc.)...
MRS. BORG:
I'm calling THE POLICE!
There! I did it! They'll be here...shortly!
OFFICER BUTZIS:
This is the Police...
We have the garage surrounded
If you come out with your hands up
We guarantee you won't be harmed
Or hurt, neither (SWAT Team 4, move in!)
MRS. BORG:
He used to cut my grass... He was a very nice boy...
CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER:
This is the CENTRAL SCRUTINIZER...
That was Joe's first confrontation with The Law.
Naturally, we were easy on him.
One of our friendly counselors gave him
A do-nut... and told him to
Stick closer to church-oriented social activities.
Ain't got no cash, ain't got no style
Ain't got not girl to make you smile
But don't worry be happy
Bobby McFerrin, Don't Worry, Be Happy