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Bette Midler
Bette Midler


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Дата рождения 1 декабря 1945 г.
Место рождения Honolulu, Hawaii, United States
Жанры Vocal
Pop
Adult Contemporary
Comedy
Годы 1965—н.в.
Лейблы Columbia Records
Atlantic Records
См. также Barry Manilow
Сайт Website



Альбом Bette Midler


Divine Madness (1980)
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This is the story of a young girl who was the Einstein of the dance.
They called her Big Noise from Winnetka, against her no one stood a chance.
Big Noise blew in from Winnetka, stole each fellow's heart and then,
Big Noise blew in from Winnetka, Big Noise blew right out again.

Boys were sighing, their girlfriends crying, hearts were pounding when;
The Big Noise dances, hence romances, it's just astounding when;
Big Noise blew in from Winnetka, Big Noise blew right out again.

Stop! Look! Listen! Listen to the Big Noise.
Stop! Look! Listen! Listen to the Big Noise.

I am the one they call the Big Noise. I got to dance my way to fame.
I just blew in from Winnetka, that town will never be the same.
Now I had my fun, and yet there's just one who's got me from the start.
I'd love to conga a little bit longer but it keeps us apart.
Exit Big Noise from Winnetka, enter Big Noise in his heart.

Big men move me out. Senors zonk me out.
Zim zom zup ma ma. Big men boo bop ba, bah ba doo wop.
Boodeeah baby boodeeah baby boodeeah baby.
Boodeeah baby boodeeah baby boodeeah baby baby baby over 'n' out.

She loves the bass. She loves the drum.
She loves to stay out late and dance the samba, samba, how she loves to samba,
rhumba, salsa, limbo and pachenga.
She's so restless she's on every guest list.
None can please her. She'd say no to Ceaser.
Teach me, why don't you teach me. Show me how to let go!

There she goes 'round again, up and then down again, in and then out. Hooo!

When Big Noise waltzes through the door the bouncer has to clear the floor,
'cause everybody wants to see the girl get down, the girl get down.
And if you try to hold me tight, I'll disappear into the night.
My lover's waiting home for me (she don't do that! She don't do that!)

Everyone's got a bit of Big Noise in his heart,
everyone likes to toot his horn.
I've been the Big Noise from Winnetka for so long,
time for a new noise to be born.
'Cause I had my fun and yet there's just one who's got me from the start.
Exit Big Noise for Winnetka, enter Big Noise in my heart.

Onc she was pickin' up the big boys . . .
Now I'm pickin' up my little kids' toys . . .
Big Noise we miss you.

. . .


There is a land I know
where lovers go and flowers grow
forever more;
where time is standing still
and lovers fill the quiet places
by the shore.

We will cross the rainbow
to a place where we'll be free,
and he'll give his love to me.
So I wait for the day
when he takes me away to

Paradise.
He'll take me by my hand.
We'll walk along the sand.
It's never-never land.
Whoa-oo, whoa-oo, whoa.

We'll build a castle there
where we can share the happiness
we've waited for.
Where white flamingos fly
a-way up high and play above
the ocean floor.

We will climb a mountain
to see our wonderland.
Maybe know you'll understand
why I wait for the day
when he takes me away to

Paradise.
He'll take me by my hand.
We'll walk along the sand.
A never-never land.
Whoa-oo, whoa-oo, whoa.

I'll stand by him,
do right by him
and I swear that I would die for him.
Ohh, die for him.

Paradise.
He'll take me by my hand.
We'll walk along the sand.
It's never-never land.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
I'll stand by him,
do right by him.
Oh, yeah. Oh-oh, oh, yeah.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.

I'm gonna stand, I'm gonna stand by him.
Gonna do right, gonna do right by him.
Oh-oh, oh-oh, yeaeaeaeaheah.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah.
Oh, yeah . . .

. . .


We'll, I'm leaving my family
I'm leaving all my freinds
My body's at home, but my heart's in the wind
And the clouds are like headlines
Upon a new frontpage sky
My tears are saltwater, the moon's full and high

And I know Joe Comrad
Would be proud of me
Many before me 'been called by the say:
'To be up in the crow's nest,
Singing my sayin':
Shiver me timbers, let's all sail away'

And the fog's lifting, the sand's shifting
I'm drifting on out
Old captain Ahab's got nothing on me
Swallow me, don't follow me
I'm travelling alone
The water's my daughter
I'll skip like a stone

And the fog's lifting, the sand's shifting
I'm drifting on out
Old captain Ahab's got nothing on me
Swallow me, don't follow me
I'm travelling alone
The water, she is my daughter
I'll skip like a stone

Won't you please call my family?
Tell 'em not to cry
My goodbyes are written by the moon in the sky
Say, nobody knows me
I got no reason to stay..
Shiver me timbers..
I'm sailing.. Away..

La la la la la la
la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la-ah la


. . .


Here comes The Rose, looking mighty fine.
Here comes ol' Nancy, walking right in time.
Here comes the stripper, bringing on the night.
Here come the boys, faces hidden from the light.

Walk through the shadows.
Well, they come and they go.
Only one thing on their mind:
fire down below.

Whoa, here come the rich man in his big, long limousine.
Here come the poor man, all you got to have is green.
Here come the banker, lawyer and the cop.
One thing's for certain, it's never gonna stop.

When it all gets too heavy
they come and they go. There they go.
One thing on their mi-mi-mi-mind:
fire down below.

Whoa, there they go.
One thing on their mi-mi-mi-mi-mind:
fire down below.

It happens out in Vegas, Moline,
on the blue-blood streets of Boston,
in Berkley, out in Queens.
Went on yesterday, it's going on tonight.
Somewhere there's somebody
treatin' somebody right.

I'm lookin' at The Rose.
I'm lookin' mighty fine.
I walk the streets,
I'll find you any time.
Where the street lights flicker,
bringing on the night,
I'll be slipping into darkness;
Slippin' out of sight.

Oh, through the midnight
I come! I go!
Only one thing on my my mind:
fire down below.
One thing on my my my mind:
fire down below.
Fire, fire, fire, hoo, hoo, hoo.
One thing on my my mind:
fire down below.

. . .


Where did you go when things went wrong, baby?
Who did you run to?
Find a shoulder to lay your head upon.
Baby, wasn't I there?
Didn't I take good care of you?
But, oh, no. I can't believe you're leaving me, yeah.

Stay with me, baby.
I'm beggin' you to stay with me, baby.
Yeah, stay with me, baby.
I can't go on.

Who did you touch when you needed tenderness, baby?
I gave you so much,
and in return I found happiness.
Baby, what could I do?
Maybe I was too good, too good to you.
Ohh, no, I can't believe you're leavin' me.
Oh, oh, oh.

Oh, stay with me, baby.
Why don't you, why don't you just stay with me, baby?
Yeah, stay with me, baby.
Remember, you said you always gonna love me.
Remember, you said you'd never ever leave me.
Remember, remember, I'm asking you, begging you.
Oh, oh, oh.

Oh, stay with me, baby, baby, baby.
Why don't you stay with me, baby?
Stay with me, baby.
I can't, I can't go, oh, on.

Well, I'm a young woman, and I could get plenty of men.
But honey, keepin' 'em's the hard part, ain't it?
Yeah. Sometimes, sometimes I find I try so hard.

Maybe this time I should be the one to go away.
'Cause honey, ain't it my turn to have somebody
grab hold of me and say,
No! Don't go! You can't go!

Oh! Stay, stay with me, baby.
I'm begging you, stay with me.
Stay with me, baby.
I can't, I can't, I can't, I can't.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, stay with me, baby.
Why don't you stay with me, baby?
Stay with me, baby.
I can't, I can't go on.

. . .


I think I'll sing you a little ballad.
It's a new one.
I just learnt it.
Oh, I hope you like it.

Got my mother's eyes and my father's hair.
Does anybody really care?
It's gettin' cold out here.

Well, I keep walkin' with my head held high,
with my head to the sky,
with my mother's eyes.

And my mother's eyes are with me
in the darkness that's been paid for.
I'm just a nameless stranger, don't know why.

Have I seen all that I could?
Have I seen more than I should
with my mother's eyes?

Have I seen all that I could?
Have I seen more than I should
with my mother's eyes?

And my mother's eyes are with me
in the chilly winds of autumn.
If I ain't here by winter, she'll know why.

I've seen all that I dare.
I've seen more than my share.
Forgive me if I stare with my mother's eyes.

. . .


Woah! Spring is here and the sky is so very blue.
Wo-o-o-oah, birds all sing as if they knew,
today's the day we'll say, "I do,"
and we'll never be lonely anymore.

Because we're goin' to the chapel
and we're gonna get married,
goin' to the chapel
and we're gonna get married,
gee, I really love you
and we're gonna get married,
goin' to the chapel of love.

Bells will ring and the sun is gonna shine.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm gonna be his, he's gonna be mine.
We're gonna love until the end of time,
and we'll never be lonely anymore.

Because we're goin' to the chapel
and we're gonna get married,
goin' to the chapel
and we're gonna get married,
gee, I really love you
and we're gonna get married,
goin' to the chapel of love.
One more time around, oh.

Goin' to the chapel and we're, oh, gonna get married,
goin', goin' to the chapel, baby; we're gonna get married, married,
oh, gee, I really love you, c'mon baby,
we're gonna get married, married,
goin' to the chapel of love.
Oooh, a one more time,
we're goin' to the chapel of love.
C'mon, c'mon and let me hear it,
goin' to the chapel of love, love, love.

shooby doo-whop, wa da
(spoken)
Bette: "That is the pits ending to a really terrific song!"
Man: "That is the worst ending I've ever heard!"


. . .


He was a famous trumpet man from out Chicago way
He had a boogie style that no one else could play
He was the top man at his craft
But then his number came up and he was gone with the draft
He's in the army now, a-blowin' reveille
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B

They made him blow a bugle for his Uncle Sam
It really brought him down because he could not jam
The captain seemed to understand
Because the next day the cap' went out and drafted a band
And now the company jumps when he plays reveille
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B

A-root, a-toot, a-toot-diddelyada-toot
He blows it eight-to-the-bar, in boogie rhythm
He can't blow a note unless the bass and guitar is playin' with 'im
A-ha-ha-handthe company jumps when he plays reveille
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B

He was some boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B
And when he plays boogie woogie bugle he was busy as a "bzzzy" bee
And when he plays he makes the company jump eight-to-the-bar
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B

A Toot-diddelyada, Toot-diddelyada, toot-toot
He blows it eight-to-the-bar
He can't blow a note if the bass and guitar isn't with 'im
A-ha-ha-hand the company jumps when he plays reveille
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B

He puts the boys to sleep with boogie every night
And wakes 'em up the same way in the early bright
They clap their hands and stamp their feet
Cause they know how he blows when someone gives him a beat
Whoa whoa he breaks it up when he plays reveille
The boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B

A-Root, a toot, a-toot-diddelyada-doot to-to-toot
He blows, eight to the bar
He can blow a note if the bass and guitar isn't Whoa with him
and the company jumps when he plays reveille
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B!

. . .


It's ninety-three degrees
and the radio says a storm front's movin' in
Sure is hot
There's a double feature down at the Fox, but everybody's seen it twice
And, besides, the air conditioner's broke

The old lady who runs the ice cream store got robbed last week
She put a lock on the door and a bell on the lock
Now she doesn't answer the door
'Cause she takes that good long look at you, and you look too tough

The air is hot and heavy and wet, and you just can't get high
That's when sparks fly on E Street
And the little girls walking lookin' so hot
And the little boys' souls grow weak when the girls give them a double shot

School boy pops pull out the stops on a Friday night
And those teenage tramps in skin-tight pants do the E Street dance
But in their heart and soul they know it's all right

Just like those kids down there, ooh, hooked up in a scuffle
Dressed in snake skin suits
Packed with Detroit muscle
Doin' the E Street shuffle
Ooh, the shuffle
Doin' the E Street shuffle
Ooh, the shuffle

. . .


The original Bobby Goldsboro version as I remember it was;

'Twas a hot afternoon
The last day of June
And the sun was a demon
The clouds were afraid
Wanting (one-ten?) in the shade
And the pavements were steamin'

I told Billy Ray
In his red Chevrolet
Needed time for some thinking
She was just walking by
When I looked in here eye
And I swore it was winkin'

She was thirty-one
I was seventeen
I knew nothin' 'bout love
She knew everything
But I sat down beside her on a front porch swing
And wondered what the coming night would bring

The sun closed her eyes
As it climbed in the sky
And it started top swelter
The sweat trickled down
The front of her gown
And I thought (swore?) it would melt her

She threw back her hair
Like I wasn't there
She sipped on a Julep
Her shoulders were bare
And I tried not to stare
When I looked at her two lips

Then she looked at me
I heard her softly say
I know you're young
And don't know what to do or say
But stay with me until the sun has gone away
And I will chase the boy in you away

And then she smiled
And we talked for a while
Then we walked for a mile to the sea
We sat on the sand
And a boy took her hand
But I saw the sunrise as a man

Ten years have gone by
Since I looked in her eye
And the memory lingers
I go back in my mind
To the very first time
And (feel?) the touch of her fingers

'Twas a hot afternoon
The last day of June
And the sun was a demon
The clouds were afraid
Wanting in the shade
And the pavements were steaming......and fades

. . .


"Hey, Betty? Is that Jimmy's ring you're wearing?"
"Uh huh."
"Oh! Must be nice riding on that motorcycle after school, huh?"
"Uh huh."
"Is he picking you up after school today?"
"Unh uh!"
"Well, where'd ya meet him?"

I met him at the candy store.
He turned around and smiled at me.
Ya get the picture? (Yes, we see)
That's when I fell for the leader of the pack.

My folks were always puttin' him down.
Down! Down!
They said he came from the wrong side of town.
They told me that he was bad,
but I knew that he was sad.
And thats why I fell for the leader of the pack.

One day my dad said, "Find someone new."
New! New!
I had to tell my Jimmy that,
whoa, we were through.
He stood up and then he asked me why.
But all I could do was cry.
I'm sorry I hurt you,
the leader of the pack.

He sort of smiled and he kissed me goodbye.
The tears were beginning to show.
And as he drove away from me
on that rainy, rainy night,
I begged him to go slow.
But whether he heard me
I'll never, never, never, never know!
Look out now, now, look out!
Whoa oh no no no! Whoa no no no! No! No!

I felt so helpless! What could I do-wo-wo-wo-wo?
The only, only love that we had was through.
At school they all stop and stare.
I can't hide the tears.
I just don't care!
I will never forget you,
the leader of the pack!
Whoa-oo-woh! Gone gone gone!
Gone gone gone!
The leader of the pack is,
now he's gone!
The leader of the pack is,
now he's gone!
The leader of the pack is, whoa gone!
Gone gone gone!
Gone gone gone!
Gone gone gone!

. . .


I saw her today at the reception.
She had a glass of wine in her hand.
She said, "Well, now I have to go meet my connection."
At her feet was a footloose man.

I heard her say,
"You can't always get what you want.
You can't always get what you want.
You can't always get what you want,
but if you try sometimes, you just may find,
surely you will find you get what you need.
Oh, don't you find that you will get what you need?"

. . .


They say everything can be replaced.
That every distance is not near.
So I remember every face
of every man who put me here.

They say every woman needs protection,
then they turn around and tell you
every woman's got to fall.
I swear I see my own reflection
somewhere far beyond this wall.

I see my light come shining
from the west down to the east.
Any day now, any day now,
I shall be released.

Now yonder stands
there in that lonely crowd,
a man who swears he is not to blame, no, no.
And if you ask him has he ever seen this lonely woman,
he'll tell you, "No, no, no."
What's more, he does not know my name!

But I see my light come shining,
shining, shining, shining from the west
straight on down to the east.
Ah-anyday now, any, any old day now,
I am going to, I am going to be released, yeah!

They tell ya, tell ya every woman,
they tell ya every woman
got to have protection,
then they turn around and tell ya,
"No! We gotta make that-a woman fall!"
Oh, god, I swear! I swear I see,
I see my, my very own reflection
far and away beyond, way, way beyond
these old walls!

That's right! I see, I see my light, my light,
my light is shining, shining, shining,
shining, shining, shining, shining
from the west straight on down to the east.
And any day now, do you hear me?
Any day now, I shall be,
I am going to be released!

Any day now, any day now, any day now,
any, any day now, oh, any day now,
any day, any day, any day,
any day, any day, any day,
woah, any day, any day, any old day now,
yeah, any day now
I am going to, I shall be released!

Woah, any day now, I shall see again!
Any day now, I shall be free again!
Any day now, they'll let me be again!
Oh, any day now, any day now, any day now,
whoa, help me, any day, any day,
any old day now . . .

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