Kolkata /kɒlˈkætə/, or Calcutta /kælˈkʌtə/, is the capital of the Indian state of West Bengal. Located on the east bank of the Hooghly River, it is the principal commercial, cultural, and educational centre of East India, while the Port of Kolkata is India's oldest port as well as its sole major riverine port. As of 2011, the city had 4.5 million residents; the urban agglomeration, which comprises the city and its suburbs, was home to approximately 14.1 million, making it the third-most populous metropolitan area in India. As of 2008, its economic output as measured by gross domestic product ranked third among South Asian cities, behind Mumbai and Delhi. As a growing metropolitan city in a developing country, Kolkata confronts substantial urban pollution, traffic congestion, poverty, overpopulation, and other logistic and socioeconomic problems.
In the late 17th century, the three villages that predated Kolkata were ruled by the Nawab of Bengal under Mughal suzerainty. After the Nawab granted the East India Company a trading license in 1690, the area was developed by the Company into an increasingly fortified mercantile base. Nawab Siraj ud-Daulah occupied Kolkata in 1756, and the East India Company retook it in the following year and by 1772 assumed full sovereignty. Under East India Company and later under the British Raj, Kolkata served as the capital of India until 1911, when its perceived geographical disadvantages, combined with growing nationalism in Bengal, led to a shift of the capital to New Delhi. The city was a centre of the Indian independence movement; it remains a hotbed of contemporary state politics. Following Indian independence in 1947, Kolkata—which was once the centre of modern Indian education, science, culture, and politics—witnessed several decades of relative economic stagnation. Since the early 2000s, an economic rejuvenation has led to accelerated growth.
Lawrence Welk (March 11, 1903 – May 17, 1992) was an American musician, accordionist, bandleader, and television impresario, who hosted The Lawrence Welk Show from 1955 to 1982. His style came to be known to his large number of radio, television, and live-performance fans (and critics) as "champagne music".
In 1996, Welk was ranked #43 on TV Guide's 50 Greatest TV Stars of All Time.
Welk was born in the German-speaking community of Strasburg, North Dakota. He was sixth of the eight children of Ludwig and Christiana (Schwahn) Welk, ethnic Germans who emigrated to America in 1892 from Selz, Kutschurgan District, in the German-speaking area north of Odessa (now Odessa, Ukraine, but then in southwestern Russia).
The family lived on a homestead that today is a tourist attraction. They spent the cold North Dakota winter of their first year under an upturned wagon covered in sod.[citation needed]
Welk decided on a career in music and persuaded his father to buy a mail-order accordion for $400 (equivalent to $4,641 as of 2012). He promised his father that he would work on the farm until he was 21, in repayment for the accordion. Any money he made elsewhere during that time, doing farmwork or performing, would go to his family.
Verse 1: I guess it's time to settle all the things. The pain it brings. In my life. They say the love can be the protocol. I can end it all. In my life.
Refrain: How many times do I have to explain myself without you in my life? How many times do I have to say...
Chorus: Get Away! I can't control my feelings. Feelings so strong that you'll never know. Give it up! The game you play is over. You burned out so hard you lost control.
Verse 2: Try to stop when you carelessly, present to me, a fistful of lies. It doesn't matter what you even say. Well, those games you play, well ,some might say.
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Refrain: How many times do I have to explain myself without you in my life? How many times do I have to say....
Bridge: Get Away from me. Get Away from me. Get Away from me. Get Away from me.(Get Away from me.) I guess it's time to settle (Get Away from me.) all the things, (Get Away from me.) the pain it brings. SO TELL ME OFF!!! (Drum Solo)
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Verse 1: Hours past and days go by. And I still wonder why. You drive me crazy. And you know it. It's not so easy. To show it. You drive me crazy. And you know it. It's not so easy. To show.
Chorus: I am one, lost inside your eyes. So please help me make the compromise. Falling further 'mongst the Crimson Sky!
Verse 2: Hours past and the days go by. And I still wonder why. You drive me crazy. And you know it. It's not so easy. To show.
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Calle Calle cutta cutta cutta
Calle Calle Cutta
Eh Oh
One day when i got hungry
I sold the wooden house
I had to visit Uncle Ghandi
Who lives in Calcutta town
Uncle Ghandi he is rich
He is a taxi driver man
And I know that he will help me
As much as he can
A taxi driver man is what
I want to be
But there are no customers
Who want to ride with me
I dont know why
Could be that I am almost blind
But every street in Calcutta
I can find
Calcutta
I am a taxi driver in
I drive my little taxi in
Taxi, taxi, taxi, in
I am a taxi driver man
I like to drive the taxi
I like it very much
Even though I have no licence
I always find the clutch
I can drive it off my head
I can drive it off my feet
And I have no problems
My baby's sweeter
Lord, she's sweeter than apple butter
My baby's sweeter
You know, she's sweeter than apple butter
She's lonely tonight
I just brought her over from Calcutta