Nick Lowe
Marie Provost
Mary Provost did not look her bestThe day the cops bust into her loneiy nestIn the cheap hotel upon Hollywood West July 29She'd been lyin' therefor two or three weeksThe neighbors saidthey never heard a squeakFor hungry eyes that couid not speakSaid even little doggie's have got to eat She was winnerThe became the doggie's dinnerShe never meant that much to me(But now I see) Oh poor Mary Mary Provost was a movie queenMysterious angel of the silent screenAnd run like the windthe nation's young men steamWhen Mary crossed the silent screenOh she came out west from New YorkBut when the talkies cameMary just couldn't copeHer public said Mary take a walkAll the way back to New YorkLetras de canciones Those twin balms didn't help her sleepAs her nights grew longand her days grew bleakIt's all downhillonce you've passed your peakMary got ready for that last big sleepThe cops came inand they looked aroundThrowing up everywhere overwhat they foundThe handywork of Mary's little dachshundThat hungry little dachshundPoor Mary, poor Mary, poor poor MaryPoor Mary
From Letras Mania