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Bette Midler
Bette Midler


Информация
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


Songs For The New Depression (1976)
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Ooooooh. Wooooh.
Strangers in the night, exchanging glances,
wondering in the night what were the chances
we would fall in love before the night was through.

Something in your eyes was so exciting,
and in your smile, ooh, inviting.
In my heart I knew I must have you.

Strangers in the night, lonely people.
Strangers in the night up to the moment
we said our first hello. Little did we know
love was just a glance away, embracing dance away.
It's just a glance away. It's just a chance away.

Dancin', dancin' in the night. Stranger,
c'mon, c'mon, treat a stranger right.
I'm dancin', dancin' in the night. Stranger,
I say what's on my mind.
Let us be lovers. Yeah, it's gonna be all right
for strangers in the . . .

Yeah, woo-hoo!
I'm dancin', dancin' in the night.
Hello stranger. C'mon, whoa.
Dancin', I'm dancin' in the night. Hello stranger.
Woo. I'm dancin' in the night. Hello stranger.
Oh-wo. Ohhhh.

Doo-be-doo-be-doo. Don't wanna be
Doo-be-doo-be-doo. Don't wanna be strangers.
No, Doo-be-doo-be-doo. Don't wanna be
Doo-be-doo-be-doo. Don't wanna be strangers.
Doo-be-doo-be-doo. Don't wanna be
Doo-be-doo-be-doo. Don't wanna be strangers.
No, no, nooo, don't wanna be strangers.
No. Strangers. Woo!

. . .


And I don't want,
I, I don't want,
I don't want the night to end.

Oh, daddy, daddy.
Oh, daddy, daddy.
Wastin' half my life
on platforms underground,
the other half I'm spending
as a desperate clown.
My problem now is that
you're nowhere to be found.
In dark delicious dreams
of you I'll drown.

Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-hi.
Oh, daddy. Oh, daddy.
Ooooooooh. Oh, daddy. Oh, daddy.
I don't want the night to end.

Oh, baby, baby.
Ohhhhh, my sweet baby.
Wrapped around your soul
is where I want to be.
But in the night, blue music.
All my eyes can see:
Junkies in the rain,
down on their knees.
Tell me, what's to become
of you and me?

Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.
Don't let it be, don't let it be over.
No, no, don't let it be, don't let it be.
I-i, I don't want the night to end.
I don't want the night to end.
I-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-i, I don't want the night to end.
Mmmm, say it again, now.
I-i-i-i-i, I don't want, don't want the night to end.

Don't let it be, don't let it be,
don't let it be o-o-o-o-over.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
I don't want it to be over.
Baby, I'm a soul to lend.
I'm all, all alone. I don't want the night to end.
Oh, mommy, mommy, I am falling.

. . .


Hi, operator.
May I help you?
Yeah, it's me again. Did you get him on the line yet? . . .
Oh, this is awful. I've been trying to get him all day. . . .
No, it's okay. I'll wait.

Mr. Rockefeller, how are you?
Mr. Rockefeller, having fun?
Mr. Rockefeller I could use a few
if you'd like to send a few down my way.

Mr. Rockefeller, I get my magazines,
I see you on the TV too, yeah.
Mr. Rockefeller, they tell me, they tell me all about it,
but they don't tell me how are you.

Sometimes I think I know you,
sometimes I think I don't.
Sometimes I think we'll make it,
sometimes I think we won't.

Waiting on the wire,
and I'm ragged to the bone.
Mr. Rockefeller won't you
please pick up the phone?

The reason I'm calling is to say
I'm not feeling so good.
I'm all broken down.

My family is nervous and my thoughts are blue.
But I wanna know, I gotta know,
I'm askin' everybody, how are you?

Please, won't you answer me?
Won't you take the time?
The next call's got to be collect,
'cause this is my last dime.
Waiting on the wire,
and I'm ragged to the bone.
Mr. Rockefeller, please pick up the phone.

Mr. Rockefeller, how are you?
Mr. Rockefeller, having fun?
Mr. Rockefeller, how are you?
Mr. Rockefeller, having fun?

Mr. Rockefeller, please, Mr. Rockefeller.
Mr. Rockefeller, whoooh.
Mr. Rockefeller, please, Mr. Rockefeller.
Mr. Rockefeller, oooh.
Mr. Rockefeller, please, Mr. Rockefeller.
Mr. Rockefeller, whoooh.
Mr. Rockefeller, please, Mr. Rockefeller.
Mr. Rockefeller, oooh.

Mr. Rockefeller, wouldn't it be nice?
Mr. Rockefeller . . .

. . .


If you're fond of sand dunes and salty air,
quaint little villages here and there,
you're sure to fall in love with Old Cape Cod.

If you like the taste of a lobster stew
served by a window with an ocean view,
you're sure to fall in love with Old Cape Cod.

Winding roads that seem to beckon you.
Miles of green beneath the skies of blue.
Church bells chimin' on a sunday morn
remind you of the town where you were born.

If you spend an evening you'll want to stay,
watching the moonlight on Old Cape Cod bay.
You're sure to fall in love with Old Cape Cod.

If you spend an evening you'll want to stay,
watching the moonlight on Old Cape Cod bay.
You're sure to fall in love with Old Cape Cod.

You're sure to fall in love, in love, in love.
You're sure to fall in love, in love,
with Old Cape Cod, Old Cape Cod.

. . .


Bette: Ohh-oh, Ohh-oh, ah
Sing to me baby, baby.
Buckets, nuggets of rain.

Bette & Bob: Nuggets of rain,
nuggets of tears.
Got all the nuggets
comin' out of my ears.
Nuggets of moonbeams
in my hand.
You got all the love,
honey baby, I can stand.

I been down, high like an oak.
I've seen pretty people
disappear like smoke.
Friends will arrive,
friends will disappear.
You want me,
honey baby, I'll be here.

Bette: Oh-oh, I'll be here.
Ooooooh.
Sing to me baby, baby, baby.
Buckets of rain.

Bette & Bob: I like your smile
and your fingertips.
I like the way that you move your lips.
I like that heavenly way
you look at me.
Everything about you is bringing me ecstasy.

Little red wagon,
little red bike.
I ain't no monkey
but I know what I like.
I like the way you monkey around.
Stick with me baby
and we'll never be found.

Life is heavy
and life is sad.
Life is a bust
when you think you've been had.
You lose, you must do
and you do it bad.
I do it for you,
honey baby, ain't you glad?

Bette: Oh, Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, ooooh.
Bobby, Bobby,
hey there Mister D,
you set me free. Yeah.
I don't believe I really said that.

Bob: "Hum, meany."
Bette: "Oooh, you don't even know. You have no idea."
Bob: "I don't want to know . . . . .You and Paul Simon should have done this one."

. . .


You were told to wait there for love.
Love says it's waiting for you.

And all I want to say
is I know it's never easy
getting all dressed up with no place to go.

Help, for, that's what we're here for.
All one together.
Is no one alone?

Come see your sister.
Call her your own.
Will no one hold you?
We'll hold you.

. . .


Well I'm leaving my family
I'm leaving all my friends
My body's at home
But my heart's in the wind
And the clouds are like headlines
Upon a new front page sky
My tears are salt water
The moon's full and high

And I know Joe Conrad would be proud of me
Many before me been called by the sea
To be up in the crow's nest singing my saying
Shiver me timbers let's all sail away

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

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

Won't you please call my family
Tell them not to cry
My goodbyes are written
By the moon in the sky
Say nobody knows me
I've 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, laaaa

. . .


My Momma says that I must leave him alone.
But how can I do that
when I want him in my home?
He watched me change from boys to boys
and now I am his size.
So how can I forget him now
when I long to share his life?

Mommy, Mommy, he loves your daughter.
No jestering!
No one can make me leave him.
No jestering!

So you can tell me anything you want.
I'll never let him out of my sight.
Tell me how much he's not my type,
but someday I'm gonna be his wife.

Mommy, mommy, he loves your daughter.
No, no jestering!
No one can make me leave him.
It's no . . .

La la la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la
You mustn't let the horse run away
before you're gonna close the door.
And all my life I watched him grow.
Each day I love him more and more.

Oh, mommy, mommy, he loves your daughter.
No, no jestering!
No one can make me leave him.
It's no . . .

La la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la.

So tell me anything you want.
I'll never let him out of my sight.
Tell me how much I'm not his type.
One day I'm gonna be his wife.

Oh, mommy, mommy, he loves your daughter.
No, no jestering!
No one can make me leave him.
It's no . . .

Mommy he loves me.
mommy release me.
He don't want to hurt me.
He just wants to please me.
Mommy forgive me.
Don't you worry.
My heart is on fire and I'm in a hurry.

La la la la la la la la la la la,
la la la la la la la la la.
La la la la la la la la la la la la,
la la la la la la la la la la.
La la la la la la la la la la la la,
la la la la la la la la la la.
La la la la la la la la la la la la,
la la la la la la la la la la.
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la,
la la la la la la la la la la.

. . .


Wind storm, comes the sound.
From the stars my dark has come.
You've gone from me.
Whoa, tragedy.
Mmm, tragedy.

Whoa, come back. Help me here.
Call me my love, love. Be sincere.
You've gone, you've gone,
you've gone from me.
Whoa, tragedy.
Whoa, tragedy.

Like smoke from a fire of love, love, love.
Oh, oh, oh, oh.
Our dreams have all gone.
A fire. Ooo-oo-oo-ooh.

Blown by wind, kissed by snow.
All that's left is the dark.
We know you've gone from me.
Whoa-oo-oo-oo-o-o-hy?
Tragedy.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

. . .


I wait alone here in the Mexican sunlight,
but the Mexican sunlight seems so lifeless and cold.
Sad and forlorn, I try to find consolession
with a man desperession, I cannot withhold.

Soothe me with your caress
sweet marahuana. Oh, marahuana.
Help me in my distress
sweet marahuana, please do.

You alone can bring my lover back to me,
even though I know it's all a fantasy.
And then you must put me to sleep.
Sweet marahuana, please do.

You alone can bring my lover back to me,
even though I know it's all a fantasy.
And then you must put me to sleep.
Sweet marahuana, fffp, please do.

. . .


Oh, to have you walking so near.
You're an angel, my dear,
and you ease my mind.
I'll not kiss or hold you, my dear.
Would you let me just follow behind.

Now, I have loved me many fine men.
Oh, so many fine men
had a bed to share.
I would trade these lovers gladly, my friend,
for a glimpse of you standing there.

How will I know when I reach heaven's door?
In your eyes I've seen it before.

If I never, never, never, never see you again,
though the path it may bend
and be filled with strife;
though the years may come and go without end,
I will think of you all of my life.

How will I know when I reach heaven's door?
In your eyes I've seen heaven before.

Oh, to have you walking so near.
You're an angel, my dear,
and you ease my mind.
I'll not kiss and hold you, my dear.
Would you let me just follow behind?

Hmm, hmmmm. Mm hmmm, mm hmmm.
Would you let me just follow behind?

. . .


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