Goeieavond dit is het nieuws
Vanavond is over de hele wereld een gigantisch feest los gebarsten
Olé
Alle soldaten overal op aarde hebben de wapens neer gelegd en
er wordt muziek en dans gesignaleerd
olé

't Is feest in New York en in St. Tropez
Barcelona en LA
Acepulco, Santa Fé
Iedereen doet mee,
't Is feest in New York en in Tokio
Kaapstad en in Mexico
Rio de Janeiro
Overal op aarde is het feest

Eskimootjes rollen in de sneeuw
Olé
Afrikaantjes vechten met een leeuw
Olé
Indianen dansen rond een totempaal
En wij gaan straks naar Spanje allemaal
Olé

Brazilianen zingen van La Bamba
Olé
Mexicanen houden dan de Samba
Olé
Weet je wat, we komen pas op het journaal
Als we samen feesten allemaal

't Is feest in New York en in St. Tropez
Barcelona en LA
Acepulco, Santa Fé
Iedereen doet mee,
't Is feest in New York en in Tokio
Kaapstad en in Mexico
Rio de Janeiro
Overal op aarde is het feest

Nieuwsbericht K3 aan de solThere are broken things
In my house

Some are twisted
Some are cracked
Some been bended
Till they snapped

There are broken
Things in here
Things in pieces
Things in knots
Things that crumble
In tiny parts

I am fixing broken things
I am fixing broken things
Everyone could use some help
Will you help me fix myself?

I am fixing broken things
Things are mended
Things are glued
I have done
Best I can do

I am fixing broken things
Everyone could use some help
Will you help me fix myself?

See how easy - things can break?
If it's crooked,
Make it straight
Do you love me?
I can't tell
Pick up pieces
& make me well

In this house of broken things
Everyone could use some help
Will you help me fix myself?

I am fixing broken things
Everybody celebrate
Now I got my business straight

at the life of the party baby since you said goodbye
just ask old joe he knows i'm here every night
and that good ol' boy in the mirror lookin' round for you
it ain't me and thats the honky tonk truth

(chours)
thats the honky tonk truth cross my broken heart
i'll put right hand here on this beer and swear on this bar
i ain't thinkin' i ain't drinkin' i ain't crying and i ain't moanin' the blues
i wouldn't lie to you
now thats the honky tonk truth

don't think i've come crawlin' back cause i dont miss you
if you walked, puckered up girl i wouldnt bother to kiss you
and that washed up broke down fool hangin' out on that stool
well it ain't me now thats the honky tonk truth

(chorus x2)

i ain't thinkin' i ain't drinkin' i ain't crying' i ain't moanin' the blues
i wouldnt lie to you woh thats the honky tonk truthWell I admit, I tell white lies
And I admit, I dramatize everything hat I do
Well, I admit, I am headstrong
And I admit, I act too young
But for the bad in me, there's good to offer you

[Chorus:]
Oh, but the girl you see, slips her number into pockets,
And lets her love fly off like rockets, to the moon,
Well baby there's no room,
For the girl you see, she's not anything no not like me,
If you really think that I could lead you on -
Well you read me wrong, so wrong, so wrong.

Well I admit, I just don't care
And I admit I sometimes stare, but usally it's at you
Well I admit I tend to cry
And I admit I don't know why,
But for the bad in me there'sgood to offer you.

[Chorus:]
Oh, but the girl you see, slips her number into pockets,
And lets her love fly off like rockets, to the moon,
Well baby there's no room,
For the girl you see, isn't anything no not like me,
If you really think that I could lead you on -
Well you read me wrong, so wrong, so wrong.
You read me wrong, so wrong, so wrong.

[Bridge:]
So I'm caught in a trap and don't know what to do
So tell me, can't you see all that matter