Exotic Pop at the BBC

# I'm very fond of London, that is true

# But in the winter, I'll admit to you

# Whenever it's a cold and foggy day

# I shiver and I feel inclined to say

# I'll part with Piccadilly for any part of Chile

# For Leicester Square please give me Paraguay

# In Peckham I was paler Not so in Venezuela

# I want a land of sunshine and ole

# I'll leave you Lord's Pavilion For something more Brazilian

# South Kensington I'll swap for the Sante Fe

# Though Hampstead's cool and cleaner I'll pass for Argentina

# I want a land of sunshine and ole

# With macheros, in their sombreros

# I will ride the burning pampas like a breeze

# Life will be sweeter with senoritas

# Who can besame as mucho as they please

# The Thames and other trivia

# I'll barter for Bolivia

# You have your Chelsea I'll keep Paraguay

# Potters Bar wouldn't do, sir

# I'll give you Nicaragua, sir

# I want a land of sunshine and ole... #

-You've had this a long time, haven't you?

-I have indeed... Looks it, doesn't it?

-It does,

but it still plays well, and everyone knows it - it's your own piano.

-What will you play for us on there?

-The Poor People of Paris.

It's lovely. I know the recording. Thank you very much, Winnie.

# Down the way where the nights are gay

# And the sun shines daily on the mountain top

# I took a trip on a sailing ship

# And when I reached Jamaica I made a stop

# But I'm sad to say, I'm on my way

# Won't be back for many a day

# My heart is down, my head is turning around

# I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town

# Down at the market you can hear

# Ladies cry out while on their heads they bear

# Ackie rice, salt fish are nice

# And the rum is fine any time of year

# But I'm sad to say, I'm on my way

# Won't be back for many a day

# My heart is down, my head is turning around

# I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town

# Sounds of laughter everywhere

# And the dancing girls swaying to and fro

# I must declare that my heart is there

# Though I've been from Maine to Mexico

# But I'm sad to say, I'm on my way

# Won't be back for many a day

# My heart is down, my head is turning around

# I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town

# Down the way where the nights are gay

# And the sun shines daily on the mountain top

# I took a trip on a sailing ship

# And when I reached Jamaica I made a stop

# But I'm sad to say, I'm on my way

# Won't be back for many a day

# My heart is down, my head is turning around

# I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town

# But I'm sad to say, I'm on my way

# Won't be back for many a day

# My heart is down, my head is turning around

# I had to leave a little girl in Kingston town. #

APPLAUSE

What the matter with me donkey?

Man, I don't know! Me donkey, well, he wanna run?

Hold'em Joe, and him tell me why him sad,

to be animal, and tell me why him wistful,

he won't go work at all!

# Hold'em Joe Hold'em Joe, hold'em Joe

# But don't let him go

# Hold'em Joe Hold'em Joe, hold'em Joe

# And don't let him go

# Me donkey want whisky, hold'em Joe

# Me donkey wants schnapps I think so!

# He don't want water, no, no, no!

# Well, man, drunk again! Hold'em Joe

# Hold'em Joe, hold'em Joe

# And don't let him go

# Hold'em Joe Hold'em Joe, hold'em Joe

# And don't let him go

# Me donkey well he runnin' And he no' straight!

# Me donkey is determined To go 'way!

# Me donkey why does he wan' run 'way from me

# Me donkey is neurotic an' unhappy!

# Hold'em Joe Hold'em Joe, hold'em Joe

# But don't let him go

# Hold'em Joe Hold'em Joe, hold'em Joe

# And don't let him go

-# Me donkey want money?

-No, no, no!

-# Maybe he want honey?

-No!

-# But me donkey won't eat!

-No, no!

-# And me donkey won't sleep

-No, no, no, no!

# Hold'em Joe Hold'em Joe, hold'em Joe

# But don't let him go

# Hold'em Joe Hold'em Joe, hold'em Joe

# And don't let him go! WAHEY!

# What's the matter with the animal?

# I still don't know!

# Me donkey, well He like a firecracker

# He so restless, restless!

-# Me donkey want pretty girl...

-Yeah?

# No, no, no! Me donkey want...donkey?

-# Uh-uh!

-Mm-hm!

# Hold'em Joe Hold'em Joe, hold'em Joe

# But don't let him go

# Hold'em Joe Hold'em Joe, hold'em Joe

# And don't let him go

# Hold'em Joe Hold'em Joe, hold'em Joe

# But don't let him go

# Hold'em Joe Hold'em Joe, hold'em Joe

# And don't let him go OK, SO! #

C'est une chanson... Well, this is a song by Jacques Prevert, and Joseph Kosma,

and it says, "je suis comme je suis",

"I am what I am." (Hopeless, isn't it?)

# Je suis faite pour plaire

# Et n'y puis rien changer

# Mes levres sont trop rouges

# Mes dents trop bien rangees

# Mon teint beaucoup trop clair

# Mes cheveux trop fonces Et puis apres?

# Qu'est-ce que ca peut vous faire?

# Je suis comme je suis

# Je plais a qui je plais

# Je suis comme je suis

# Je suis faite comme ca

# Quand j'ai envie de rire

# Oui, je ris aux eclats

# J'aime celui qui m'aime

# Est-ce ma faute a moi

# Si ce n'est pas le meme

# Que j'aime chaque fois?

# Je suis comme je suis

# Je suis faite comme ca

# Que voulez-vous de plus?

# Que voulez-vous de moi?

# Qu'est-ce que ca peut vous faire

# Ce qui m'est arrive?

# Oui, j'ai aime quelqu'un

# Et quelqu'un m'a aimee

# Comme les enfants qui s'aiment

# Simplement savent aimer

# Aimer, aimer

# Pourquoi me questionner?

# Je suis la pour vous plaire

# Et n'y puis rien changer

# Je suis comme je suis

# Je suis faite comme ca

# Quand j'ai envie de rire

# Oui, je ris aux eclats

# J'aime celui qui m'aime

# Est-ce ma faute a moi

# Si ce n'est pas le meme

# Que j'aime chaque fois?

# Je suis comme je suis

# Je suis faite comme ca

# Que voulez-vous de plus?

# Que voulez-vous de moi? #

Let's welcome onto the show two long-legged lovelies

called Ellen and Alice Kessler.

# Comme nos voix Ba da ba da da da da da da

# Chantent tout bas Ba da ba da da da da da da

# Nos coeurs y voient Ba da ba da da da da da da

# Comme une chance comme un espoir

# Comme nos voix Ba da ba da da

# Nos coeurs y croient Ba da ba da da

# Encore une fois Ba da ba da da da da da da

# Tout recommence, la vie repart

-# Though yesterday

-Combien de joies

-# Still surrounds you

-Bien des drames

-# With a warm and precious memory

-Et voila, c'est une longue histoire

-# Un homme...

-A man

-Une femme...

-And a woman

-# We can build a dream

-Ont forge la trame du hasard

# Ba-ba-ba-da!

# Ba-ba-ba-da!

# Shoo-bop-be-dee-wow!

# Chance qui passait la

# Chance pour toi et moi Ba da ba da da da da da da

# Toi et moi Ba da ba da da da da da da

# Toi et moi Ba da ba da da da da da da

# Toi et moi Ba da ba da da da da da da

# Toi et moi! #

APPLAUSE

# Shades of wine

# Love keeps dancing through my mind

# No, I can't escape this time

# All because of you

# Yesterday Love was just a word to say

# Overnight, a holiday

# All because of you

# So unreal

# Life was just a ferris wheel

# Till you taught me how to feel

# Things I never knew, darlin'

# Summer rain Echoing a sweet refrain

# Love is such a tender pain

# All because of you

# So unreal Life was just a ferris wheel

# Till you taught me How to feel things

# I never knew, darlin'

# Summer rain Echoing a sweet refrain

# Love is such a tender pain

# All because of you

# All because of you

# All because of you. #

This week, The Athenians will sing a very charming Greek song,

about a young man who says, "There is the village dance,

"I wonder who will be the lucky one to dance with you."

And I don't know whether you will believe the rest - he says,

"I feel my heart like it was nailed to a rock with seven nails,

"fearing you are not going to choose me." The title is Stolavreo.

THEY SING IN GREEK

# Ah-ah-ah-ah-ahhhh

# Ah-ah-ah-ah-ahhhh

# Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ahhh

# Oh-oh-oh-oh

# Oh-oh-oh-oh

# Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

# Oh-oh-oh-oh

# Oh-oh-oh-oh

# Oh-oh-deh-uh-uh-doo-de-deh

# Leeaa-oh, leeaa-oh, leeaa-oh leeaa-oh, leeaa-oh, leeaa-oh

# Um-ba-ba

# Leeaa-oh, leeaa-oh, leeaa-oh leeaa-oh, leeaa-oh, leeaa-oh

# Um-ba-ba

# Leeaa-oh, leeaa-oh, leeaa-oh leeaa-oh, leeaa-oh, leeaa-oh

# Um-ba-ba

# Aaaah-aaah-aaah-aaah Uuuh-oooh-oooh-ooooooooh

# Tar-re-pot-eec-tar-re-poteeec

# Tarree-te-de-do-do

# Tar-re-pot-eec-tar-re-poteeec

# Paa-taadadeee-te-de-do

# Paa-taarade-do-do

# Aaaah-aaah-aaah-aaah Uuuh-oooh-oooh-ooooooooh

# We'd like to wish you

# We'd like to wish you A merry Christmas

# And also a happy new year

# A merry Christ-mas

# And also a happy new

# Yea-ea-ea-ea-ea-ea-ea-ea-ear. #

And now for a real Swedish welcome,

for a really nice Swedish lady called Sylvia.

And she's in at 28 this week with her new single, Y Viva Espana,

and here she is, Sylvia!

# All the ladies fell for Rudolph Valentino

# He had a beano back in those balmy days

# He knew every time you meet an icy creature

# You gotta teach her Hot-blooded Latin ways

# But even Rudy would have felt the strain

# Of making smooth advances in the rain

# Oh, this year I'm off to sunny Spain

# Y viva Espana

# I'm taking the Costa Brava plane

# Y viva Espana

# If you'd like to chat a matador

# In some cool cabana

# And meet senoritas by the score

# Espana por favor

# Quite by chance to hot romance I found the answer

# Flamenco dancers are far the finest bet

# There was one who whispered

# Oh, hasta la vista

# Each time I kissed him behind the castanet

# He rattled his maracas close to me

# In no time I was trembling at the knee

# Oh, this year I'm off to sunny Spain

# Y viva Espana

# I'm taking the Costa Brava plane

# Y viva Espana

# If you'd like to chat a matador

# In some cool cabana

# And meet senoritas by the score

# Espana por favor

# When they first arrive, the girls are pink and pasty

# But oh, so tasty as soon as they go brown

# I guess they know every fellow will be queuing

# To do the wooing his girlfriend won't allow

# But still I think today's a lucky day

# That's why I've learnt the way to shout, "Ole!"

# Oh, this year I'm off to sunny Spain

# Y viva Espana

# I'm taking the Costa Brava plane

# Y viva Espana

# If you'd like to chat a matador

# In some cool cabana

# And meet senoritas by the score

# Espana por favor

# La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

# Y viva Espana

# La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

# Y viva Espana

# If you'd like to chat a matador

# In some cool cabana

# Or meet senoritas by the score

# Espana por favor

# Espana por favor! #

APPLAUSE

Alors, maintenant, c'est un disque d'un vrai francais alors,

qui chante en anglais,

ah, de tout le monde est grand de France...

-Eh, how am I doing, all right?

-Oui, exactement.

Ca c'est Monsieur Charles Aznavour avec Elle.

# She may be the face I can't forget

# A trace of pleasure or regret

# May be my treasure or the price I have to pay

# She may be a song that summer sings

# May be the chill that autumn brings

# May be a hundred different things

# May be the measure of a day

# She may be the beauty or the beast

# May be the famine or the feast

# May turn each day into a heaven or a hell

# She may be the mirror of my dream

# A smile reflected in the stream

# She may not be what she may seem

# Inside her shell

# She always seems so happy in a crowd

# Whose eyes can be so private and so proud

# No one's allowed to see them when they cry

# She may be the love that cannot hope to last

# May come to me from shadows of the past

# That I'll remember

# Till the day I die

# She may be the reason I survive

# The why and wherefore I'm alive

# The one I care for through the rough and rainy years

# Me, I'll take her laughter and her tears

# And make them all my souvenirs

# For where she goes I've got to be

# The meaning of my life is

# She

# She

# The meaning of my life is she. #

APPLAUSE

It's Demis Roussos!

Oh, anyone for Demis? HA-HA-HA-HA!

# Sitting in the sun waiting for a senorita to show

# Guitars playing melodies from Spain and Mexico

# Old man shining, the day's coming

# His working day is done

# Happy to be on an island in the sun

# Mothers with their children waiting in the cool of the shade

# And thirsty people coming to the fields to drink tea and lemonade

# Old man yawning, his day's coming, his working day is done

# He's happy to be on an island in the sun

# All the stars come out and shine so bright

# It's so romantic to be in that moonlit paradise

# All the stars come welcoming shine

# Looking to the eyes of the senorita tonight

# Sitting in the sun waiting for a senorita to show

# Guitars playing melodies from Spain and Mexico

# Soft wind blowing the smell of sweet roses to each and everyone

# Just happy to be on an island in the sun

# Just happy to be on an island in the sun

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

APPLAUSE

We've got someone from France. Welcome him to British TV,

it's Plastic Bertrand and Ca Plane Pour Moi.

# Yam! Bam! Mon chat Splash

# Git sur mon lit a bouffe

# Sa langue en buvant tout mon whisky

# Quant a moi peu dormi, vide, brime

# J'ai du dormir dans la gouttiere

# Ou j'ai eu un flash

# Oooo-ooo-ooo-ooo

# En quatre couleurs

# Allez hop! Un matin une louloute Est venue chez-moi

# Poupee de cellophane, Cheveux chinois

# Un sparadrap, une gueule de bois

# A bu ma biere dans un grand verre En caoutchouc

# Oooo-ooo-ooo-ooo

# Comme un indien dans son igloo

# Ca plane pour moi

# Ca plane pour moi

# Ca plane pour moi, Moi, moi, moi, moi

# Ca plane pour moi

# Oooo-ooo-ooo-ooo

# Ca plane pour moi

# Allez hop! La nana quel panard!

# Quelle vibration! De s'envoyer sur le paillasson

# Limee, ruinee, videe, comblee

# You are the King of the divan!

# Qu'elle me dit en passant

# Oooo-ooo-ooo-ooo

# I am the king of the divan

# Ca plane pour moi

# Ca plane pour moi

# Ca plane pour moi, Moi, moi, moi, moi

# Ca plane pour moi

# Oooo-ooo-ooo-ooo

# Ca plane pour moi

# Allez hop! T'occupe t'inquiete

# Touche pas ma planete

# It's not today Que le ciel me tombera sur la tete

# Et que la colle me manquera

# Oooo-ooo-ooo-ooo

# Ca plane pour moi

# Allez hop! Ma nana s'est tiree

# S'est barree enfin c'est marre a tout casse

# L'evier, le bar me laissant seul

# Comme un grand connard

# Oooo-ooo-ooo-ooo

# Le pied dans le plat

# Ca plane pour moi

# Ca plane pour moi

# Ca plane pour moi, Moi, moi, moi, moi

# Ca plane pour moi. #

# Aniksa ston kipo mou pigadi

# Na potizo ta poulia

# Na 'rhesse ki esy proi ke vradi

# San mikri drossostalia

# Irthes mia vradia me ton agera Anastenakse i kardia

# Sou 'pa me lachtara kalispera

# Ke mou ipes eche yia

# Milisse mou milisse mou Den se filissa pote mou

# Milisse mou milisse mou Pos na se xehaso pes mou

# Milisse mou milisse mou Den se filissa pote mou

# Milisse mou milisse mou Mono st' oniro mou se filo

# Milisse mou milisse mou Den se filissa pote mou

# Milisse mou milisse mou Pos na se xehaso pes mou

# Milisse mou milisse mou Pos na se xehaso pes mou

# Milisse mou milisse mou Mono st' oniro mou se filo

# Milisse mou milisse mou Den se filissa pote mou

# Milisse mou milisse mou Pos na se xehaso pes mou

# Milisse mou milisse mou Pos na se xehaso pes mou

# Milisse mou milisse mou Mono st' oniro mou se filo. #

SOUTH AMERICAN INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

# You and I in a little toy shop

# Buy a bag of balloons with the money we've got

# Set them free at the break of dawn

# Till one by one, they were gone

# Back at base, bugs in the software

# Flash the message, "Something's out there!"

# Floating in the summer sky

# 99 red balloons go by

# 99 red balloons

# Floating in the summer sky

# Panic bells, it's red alert

# There's something here from somewhere else

# The war machine springs to life

# Opens up one eager eye

# Focusing it on the sky

# Where 99 red balloons go by

# 99 Decision Street

# 99 ministers meet

# To worry, worry, super scurry

# Call the troops out in a hurry

# This is what we've waited for

# This is it, boys, this is war

# The President is on the line

# As 99 red balloons go by

# 99 knights of the air

# Ride super high-tech jet fighters

# Everyone's a superhero

# Everyone's a Captain Kirk

# With orders to identify

# To clarify and classify

# Scramble in the summer sky

# 99 red balloons go by

# As 99 red balloons go by

# 99 dreams I have had

# In every one a red balloon

# It's all over and I'm standing pretty

# In this dust that was a city

# If I could find a souvenir

# Just to prove the world was here

# And here is a red balloon

# I think of you and let it go. #

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

THEY SING IN SHONA

# You ululate and can't forget the feeling inside

# Come out tonight

# And let's see where you stand

# Come out tonight

# And let's see where you stand

# Let's work together

# Now we're in the same boat forever

# Get out and try, you'll find there's a way

# We'll have to make it together some day

# You ululate and can't forget the feeling inside

# Come out tonight

# And let's see where you stand

# Come out tonight

# And let's see where you stand

# Come out tonight

# And let's see where you stand. #

# Rock me all the time to the top

# Er war ein Punker Und er lebte in der grossen Stadt

# Es war in Wien, war Vienna Wo er alles tat

# Er hatte Schulden denn er trank Doch ihn liebten alle Frauen

# Und jede rief Come on rock me Amadeus

# Er war Superstar Er war popular

# Er war so exaltiert Because er hatte Flair

# Er war ein Virtuose War ein Rockidol

# Und alles rief Come on rock me Amadeus

# Amadeus Amadeus, Amadeus

# Amadeus Amadeus, Amadeus

# Amadeus Amadeus, oh-oh-oh Amadeus

# Come on rock me Amadeus

# Amadeus Amadeus, Amadeus

# Amadeus Amadeus, Amadeus

# Amadeus Amadeus, oh-oh-oh Amadeus

# Es war um 1780 Und es war in Wien

# No plastic money anymore Die Banken gegen ihn

# Woher die Schulden kamen War wohl jedermann bekannt

# Er war ein Mann der Frauen Frauen liebten seinen Punk

# Er war Superstar Er war so popular

# Er war so exaltiert Because er hatte Flair

# Er war ein Virtuose War ein Rockidol

# Und alles rief Come on rock me Amadeus

# Amadeus Amadeus, Amadeus

# Amadeus Amadeus, Amadeus

# Amadeus Amadeus, oh-oh-oh Amadeus

# Come on rock me Amadeus

# Amadeus Amadeus, Amadeus

# Amadeus Amadeus, Amadeus

# Amadeus Amadeus, oh-oh-oh Amadeus

# Come on rock me Amadeus

# Come on rock me Amadeus

# Baby baby, do it to me, rock me

# Baby baby, do it to me, rock me

# Baby baby, do it to me, rock me

# Ja, ja, ja

# Baby baby, do it to me, rock me

# Baby baby, do it to me, rock me

# Baby baby, do it to me, rock me

# Amadeus Amadeus, Amadeus

# Amadeus Amadeus, Amadeus

# Amadeus Amadeus, oh-oh-oh Amadeus

# Amadeus Amadeus, Amadeus

# Amadeus Amadeus, Amadeus

# Amadeus Amadeus, oh-oh-oh Amadeus. #

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

# Joe le taxi, y va pas partout

# Y marche pas au soda

# Son Saxo jaune

# Connait toutes les rues par coeur

# Tous les petits bars

# Tous les coins noirs

# Et la Seine

# Et ses ponts qui brillent

# Dans sa caisse

# La musique a Joe

# C'est la rumba

# Le vieux rock au mambo

# Joe le taxi, c'est sa vie

# Le rhum au mambo, embouteillage

# Il est comme ca

# Rhum et mambo

# Joe, Joe, Joe

# Dans sa caisse

# La musique a Joe resonne

# C'est la rumba

# Le vieux rock au mambo bidon

# Vas-y, Joe

# Vas-y, Joe

# Vas-y fonce

# Dans la nuit vers l'Amazone

# Joe le taxi

# Et Xavier Cugat

# Joe le taxi

# Et Yma Sumac

# Joe, Joe, Joe

# Joe le taxi, c'est sa vie

# Le rhum au mambo, embouteillage

# Joe le taxi

# Et les Mariachis

# Joe le taxi

# Et le cha-cha-chi

# Joe le taxi

# Et le cha-cha-chi

# Vas-y, Joe

# Vas-y fonce... #

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

Probably the unlikeliest hit-makers of the '80s, with a '50s song.

This is a family group whose fans include Eric Clapton

and Bruce Springsteen.

Whoever they are(!)

With the old Dean Martin swooner Volare, welcome The Gipsy Kings.

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

# Pienso que un sueno parecido no volvera mas

# Y me pintaba las manos y la cara de azul

# Y me improviso el viento rapido me llevo

# Y me hizo a volar en el cielo infinito

# Volare, oh oh

# Cantare, oh oh oh oh

# Nel blu dipinto di blu

# Felice di stare lassu

# Y volando, volando feliz

# Yo me encuentro mas alto, mas alto que el sol

# Y mienstras que el mundo se aleja despacio de mi

# Una musica dulce se ha tocada solo para mi

# Volare, oh oh

# Cantare, oh oh oh oh

# Nel blu dipinto di blu

# Felice di stare lassu

# Pienso que un sueno parecido no volvera mas

# Y me pintaba las manos y la cara de azul

# Y me improviso el viento rapido me llevo

# Y me hizo a volar en el cielo infinito

# Volare, oh oh

# Cantare, oh oh oh oh

# Nel blu dipinto di blu

# Felice di stare lassu

# Volare, oh oh

# Cantare, oh oh oh oh

# Nel blu dipinto di blu

# Felice di stare lassu

# Pienso que un sueno parecido no volvera mas

# Y me pintaba las manos y la cara de azul

# Y me improviso el viento rapido me llevo

# Y me hizo a volar en el cielo infinito

# Volare, oh oh

# Cantare, oh oh oh oh

# Nel blu dipinto di blu

# Felice di stare lassu

# Nel blu dipinto di blu

# Felice di stare lassu

# Nel blu dipinto di blu

# Felice di stare lassu

# Nel blu dipinto di blu

# Felice di stare lassu

# Nel blu dipinto di blu. #

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