From the movie "Two of a Kind" (1983)
Echoes across the frozen lake
It's still...
Its still much more than I can take
I hear the final hours chime
And wonder if this note will arrive in time
Stop
Right where you begin
You might as well give in
Cause we're tumblin' anyway
What a start
Right where it should end
But start again like friends
Let our hearts re-find the way
May you
You and I
Never be undone
May you
You and I
Be a perfect one
Find that face within the crowd
And watch it slip away behind a cloud
Funny how a smile can stray
And end up half a universe away
Stop
Right where you begin
You might as well give in
Cause we're tumbling anyway
Woah
Start right where it should end
And start again like friends
Let our hearts re-find the way
May you
You and I
Never be undone
May you
You and I
Be a perfect one
May you
You and I
Be a perfect one
Angela Bofill and Boz Scaggs duet
(From Angela Bofill's "The Definitive Collection")
Ooooh
Ain´t nothin´ like the real thing baby
Ain´t nothin´ like the real thing (No no)
Ain´t nothin´ like the real thing baby
Ain´t nothin´ like the real thing (aha)
I got your picture hangin´ on the wall
But it can´t see to come to me
When I call your name
I realized it´s just a picture in a frame
Oooh
I read your letters but you´re not here
They don´t move me they don´t groove me
Like when I hear
Your sweet voice whispering in my ear
Don´t you know
Ain´t nothin´ like the real thing baby
Ain´t nothin´ like the real thing (No no)
Ain´t nothin´ like the real thing baby
Ain´t nothin´ like the real thing
I play my game of fantasy
I pretend but I know in reality
I need the shelter of your arms
To comfort me
No other sound is quite the same as your name
No touch can do half as much
To make me feel better
So let´s stay together.. together
I got the memories to look back on
Though they help me when you´re gone
I´m well aware
Nothing can take the place of your being there
Ooooh
So glad we got the real thing baby
So glad we got the real thing (Ooh ooh)
Ain´t nothin´ like the real thing baby
Ain´t nothin´ like the real thing
Oooh Boz
So glad we got the real thing baby
So glad we got the real.. real thing.. real thing
Ain´t nothin´ like the real thing baby
Ain´t nothin´ like the real thing
So glad we got the real thing baby (woo hoo)
Nothin´.. nothin´ like the real thing
Talk it about it Angie baby
Ooh...ooh..
We got the real real real real real thing
(Slims 1994 - Boz's Version)
(Written by Curtis Mayfield aged around 13 years).
From nowhere through the caravan
Around the campfire light
A lovely woman in motion
With hair as dark as night
Her eyes were like that of a cat in the dark
That hypnotized me with love
She was a gypsy woman
Was a gypsy woman
She danced around and round
To a guitar melody
Through the fire her face was all aglow
How she enchanted me
Oh, how I'd like to hold her near
And kiss and forever whisper in her ear
I love you gypsy woman
Love you gypsy woman
All through the caravan
She was dancing with all the men
Waiting for the rising sun
Everyone was having fun
Hate to see the lady go
Knowing that she'll never know
That I love her
I love her
Gypsy woman
Gypsy woman
She was a gypsy woman
Was A gypsy woman
I love you gypsy woman
Gypsy woman
All through the caravan
She was dancing with all the men
Waiting for the rising sun
Everyone was having fun
Hate to see the lady go
Cause I love her
I love her
Gypsy woman
I love you gypsy woman
I love the gypsy woman
Gypsy woman
I love you gypsy woman
Love you gypsy woman
Johnny Burke (Francis J. B.)
Hide your heart from sight
Lock your dreams at night
It could happen to you
Don't count stars
Or you might stumble
Someone drops a sigh
And down you tumble
Keep an eye on spring
Run when church bells ring
It could happen to you
All I did was wonder
How your arms would be
And it happened to me
Keep an eye on spring
Run when church bells ring
It could happen to you
All I did was wonder
How your arms would be
And it happened...
You know it happened to
Happened to me
From Marian McPartland's "Piano Jazz" Radio Show - September 2003
It's the wrong time
And the wrong place
Though your face is charming
It's the wrong face
It's not her face
But its a charming face
That it's all right with me
It's the wrong song
In the wrong style
Though your smile is lovely
It's the wrong smile
It's not her smile
But such a lovely smile
That it's all right with me
You can't know how happy I am that we met
I'm strangely attracted to you
There's someone I'm trying so hard to forget
Don't you want to forget someone too?
It's the wrong game
With the wrong chips
Though your lips are tempting
They're the wrong lips
They're not her lips
But they're such tempting lips
That if one night you're free
Dear it's all right
Yes it's all right
It's all right with me
You can't know how happy I am that we met
I'm strangely attracted to you
There's someone I'm trying so hard to forget
Don't you want to forget someone too?
It's the wrong game
With the wrong chips
Though your lips are tempting
They're the wrong lips
They're not her lips
But they're such tempting lips
That if one night you're free
Dear it's all right
Yes it's all right
It's all right with me...
With me... ...with me
From The Lost Concert - 2001
(Ronnie Dyson)
I don't care if we share only moments a day
I just don't want to be lonely
And I don't mind when you say that you're going away
Just don't want to be lonely
I'd rather be loved... needed
Depended on to give a love I can't give
When you're gone
When you're gone
I just don't want to be lonely
And I don't care
When the time sets the sun to the moon
Just don't wanna be lonely
Let the chair find you there
At the end of the room
I just don't wanna be lonely
I'd rather be loved... needed
Depended on to give a love I can't give
When you're gone
When you're gone
I just don't want to be lonely
I'd rather be loved... needed
Depended on to give a love I can't give
When you're gone
When you're gone
I just don't want to be lonely
I'd rather be loved... needed
Depended on to give a love I can't give
When you're gone
When you're gone
I just don't want to be lonely
I'd rather be loved... needed
Depended on to give a love I can't give
When you're gone
When you're gone
I just don't want to be lonely
Boz's Version from "Piano Jazz" September 2003
Summertime
And the living is easy
Fish are jumping
And the cotton is high
Your daddys rich
And your mammas good looking
So hush little baby
Don't you cry
One of these mornings
You're going to rise up singing
Spread your wings
And take to the sky
Until that morning
There's nothing to harm you
With mammy and daddy
Standing by
Mmmmmm summertime
And the living is easy
Fish are jumping
And the cotton is high
Your daddys rich
And your mammas good looking
So hush little baby
Don't you cry
One of these mornings
You're gonna rise up singing
Spread your wings
And take to the sky
Until that morning
There is nothing to harm you
With mummy and daddy
Standing by
With mummy and daddy standing by
It's summertime
Ooooh the living is oh so easy
(Ray Charles)
Boz Scaggs with Georgie Fame
From Georgie Fame's "Cool Cat Blues" album - May 1991
As I passed by
A real fine hotel
A chick walked out
She sure looked swell
I gave her the eye
And started to carry on
When a Cadillac cruised up
And swish... she was gone
It should've been me
With that real fine chick
It should've been me
With that real fine chick
Hey hey hey... hey
Drivin' that Cadillac
(Well alright, alright, but get to this...)
Now just the other day
A theater I passed
I saw a young lady
Oooh did she have class
And I was all set
To write her name in my book
When along came Ray Charles
And gave me a real dirty look
It should've been me
With that real fine chick
It should've been me
With that real fine chick
Hey hey hey... hey
Bein' her chaperone
(Hey, you thinks that's something
...well dig this...)
When I got to the corner
I saw a sharp cat
With a 300 dollar suit
And a 100 dollar hat
He was standing on the sidewalk
By a Dinah Flo
When a voice from within said
"C'mon daddy let's go"
It should've been me
With that real fine chick
It should've been me
With that real fine chick
Hey hey hey... hey
Drivin' that Dinah Flo
(But Georgie, you know you've
got to feed a fever...)
I ate a bowl of chili
And I felt OK
At least until I passed
This fine cafe
I saw a guy eatin'
A great big steak
While a waitress stood by feedin' him
Ice cream n cake
It should've been me
With that real fine chick
It should've been me
With that real fine chick
Hey hey hey... hey
Eatin' ice cream n cake
(Some folks have all the luck)
It should've been me
Gettin' my natural kicks
It should've been me
Gettin' my natural kicks
Hey hey hey... hey
Lovin' those crazy chicks
(Hey, I know that's right)
It should have been me
With that real fine chick
It should have been me
With that real fine chick
Hey hey hey... hey
Drivin' that Cadillac
(C'mon Boz we gotta get us some)
It should've been me
Gettin' my natural kicks
It should've been me
Gettin' my natural kicks
Hey hey hey... hey
Lovin' those crazy chicks
(Can you dig what I'm sayin'
...one more time)
It should have been me
With that real fine chick
It should have been me
With that real fine chick
Hey hey hey... hey
Gettin' my natural kicks
(What do you say...
you best ask brother Ray)
It should have been me
It should have been me
Hey hey hey... hey
It should have been me
It should have been me
Hey hey hey... hey
(Alright Georgie.........
lets have Robben drive on outta here)
