11 ABBA Undeleted

Scaramouche
(B. Andersson / B. Ulvaeus)
Summer Night City
(B. Andersson / B. Ulvaeus)
Take A Chance On Me
(B. Andersson / B. Ulvaeus)
Baby
(B. Andersson / B. Ulvaeus)

Baby, you can do magic
baby, isn’t it tragic
maybe you can do something I can’t
and I can’t get enough of it
baby, you can do wonders
maybe you can do something I can’t
so don’t stop doing it
don’t stop doing it
baby, you can do wonders

Just A Notion
(B. Andersson / B. Ulvaeus)
Just a notion that’s all
just a feeling that you’re watchin’ me
every move I’m making
am I reading your mind
’cause it’s almost like you’re touching me
there is no mistaking

Just a notion
that you’ll be walkin’ up to me
in a while
and you smile and say hello
then we’ll be dancing through the night
knowing everything from there on
must be right

Just a notion
but somehow I know I’m not wrong
if it’s our destiny there’s nothing we can do
but tonight is very special
it’s the night for me and you

Rikky Rock ’n’ Roller
(B. Andersson / B. Ulvaeus)
Rikky Rock ’N’ Roller
now that you’re the headline
Rikky Rock ’N’ Roller
don’t it make you feel fine
is it true
to hear the fans scream
to stand in the lights
is just like a dream
what a dream
to be what you are
a rock and roll star
to make such a lot of money
would be funny
oh I wish I could be like you
Rikky Rock ’N’ Roller

Today a new jet plane
tonight it’s a new hotel
you live in your own world
you’re under a magic spell

Rikky Rock ’N’ Roller
now that you’re the headline
Rikky Rock ’N’ Roller
don’t it make you feel fine
is it true
to hear the fans scream
to stand in the lights
is just like a dream
what a dream
to be what you are
a rock and roll star
to make such a lot of money
would be funny
oh I wish I could be like you
Rikky Rock ’N’ Roller

Burning My Bridges
(B. Andersson / B. Ulvaeus)
Well, you hoot and you holler
and you make me mad
and I’ve always been under your heel
Holy Christ what a lousy deal
now I’m sick and tired
of your tedious ways
and I ain’t gonna take it no more
oh no no – walkin’ out that door

Burning my bridges
cutting my tie
once again
I wanna look into the eye
being myself
counting my pride
no un-right neighbour’s
gonna take me for a ride
burning my bridges
moving at last
girl I’m leaving
and I’m burying the past
gonna have peace now
you can be free
no one here
will make a sucker out of me

Fernando
(B. Andersson / S. Anderson / B. Ulvaeus)
Varför sörjer du Fernando
varför klingar din gitarr i moll
vad är det som står på
är det kärleken Fernando
har hon lämnat dig
din stora stora kärlek, är det så
den som älskat och förlorat
vet att sånt kan ändå  hända då och då

Länge, länge leve kärleken
vår bästa vän, Fernando
fyll ditt glas och höj en skål för den
för kärleken, Fernando
spela, spela melodien
och sjung sången om lyckan
länge, länge leve kärleken
den kärleken, Fernando

Here Comes Rubie Jamie
(B. Andersson / S. Anderson / B. Ulvaeus)
Some people long for Berlin and Barcelona
they yearn for Paris, Madrid and Rome
and I know some who prefer Arizona
and some prefer home
there’s only me who is dying to see

Hamlet III Parts 1&2
(B. Andersson / B. Ulvaeus)
Part 1
(instrumental)
Part 2
When the autumn leaves are falling to the ground
when the air gets cold then I think of us
of you and I
and it almost makes me cry
so sad and kind of bitter sweet
and the memories filled with tears
and I feel my heart will break
guess it all was my mistake

Autumn’s chilly winds were blowing through the trees
the rain fell softly on your face
oh I remember every little thing about that day
I remember every place
grey skies, you were laughing at the clouds
the rain fell softly on your face
the memories of our time together cannot be replaced
I never loved you more than on those happy autumn days

Free As A Bumble Bee
(B. Andersson / B. Ulvaeus)
I’m down and I feel depressed
sitting here just waiting
for next bus travelling downtown
it’s a crying shame
isn’t it the beautiful weather
if I could have my way
well, I would not be working
on a day like this I know what I’d like to be

As free as a bumble bee
take a sip from every flower
free as a bumble bee
while away each lazy hour
what a good life
lying laid back
like an old railroad bum by the track
what a good life
living outdoors
lie in the grass and chew on a straw

Rubber Ball Man
(B. Andersson / B. Ulvaeus)
The poster on the wall
of a dear friend
I wish there was a way
that I could show you
how your songs set me free
the hero of them all
you’re a legend
I guess I’ll never get
a chance to know you
still you’re close as can be

Make the bandstand
to a dreamland
Rubber Ball Man
clapping your hands
let your feet dance
Rubber Ball Man
when you’re jumping up and down
nobody’s standing still
some of us screaming
some of us screaming
look at your fans
how we love you
Rubber Ball Man

Crying Over You
(B. Andersson / B. Ulvaeus)
I’m waitin’ for you baby
I’m sitting all alone
I feel so cold without you
it chills me to the bone
I never thought you’d leave me
but now I know it’s true
oh Lord I’m blue
I’m cryin’ over you

Cryin’ over you
I’m cryin’ over you
cryin’ over
little memories of things we used to do
oh Lord I’m blue
I’m cryin’ over you

Just Like That
(B. Andersson / B. Ulvaeus)
Just like that
he walked into my house
as smug as a cat
he was handsome and smart
walked away with my heart
just like that
he found a temporary home in my flat
telling innocent lies
throwing dust in my eyes
but I led him on
knowing that someday soon he’d be gone
just like that
as though he only stopped a while for a chat
but my secrets he learned
leaving no stone unturned

Givin’ A Little Bit More
(B. Andersson / B. Ulvaeus)
There’s a gentleness to everything you do
and it’s rubbing off on me I feel it too
I’ve been waiting but my loneliness I get
when you call me on the phone
and I’m feeling so alone
when you ask me to come over
baby you know I will
I could never stay on my own

Givin’ it all I got to give
I’ve never done that before
I’m always givin’ a little more
when I’m with you

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