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Marie Provost

Nick Lowe
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D-DU-UDU
Marie  Provost did not look  her best
the  day the cops bust into her lonely  nest
in  the cheap hotel up on Hollywood  west
July  29
 She'd been lyin' there for two or three weeks
 The neighbors said they never heard a squeak
 While hungry eyes that could not speak
 said even little doggies have got to eat
 no chord
 She was a winner that became a doggie's dinner
 She never meant that much to me
 Whoa  oh  poor Marie
 Marie Provost was a movie queen
 mysterious angel of the silent screen
 And run like the wind the nation's young men steamed
 When Marie crossed the silent screen
 Whoa she came out west from New York
 but when the talkies came Marie just couldn't cope
 The public said Marie take a walk
 All the way back to New York
 Those quaalude bombs didn't help her sleep
 As her nights grew long and her days grew bleak
 It's all downhill once you've passed your peak
 Marie got ready for that last big sleep
 The cops came in and they looked around
 Throwin' up everywhere over what they found
 The handiwork of Marie's little dachshund
 That hungry little dachshund
 repeat and fade:
 poor  Marie

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Readable chord sheet for Marie Provost by Nick Lowe

[G]Marie Provost did not [C]look her best[D]
[G]the day the cops bust into her [C]lonely nest[D]
[G]in the cheap hotel up on [Em]Hollywood west
[C]July 2[D]9

She'd been lyin' there for two or three weeks
The neighbors said they never heard a squeak
While hungry eyes that could not speak
said even little doggies have got to eat

no chord  [G]     [D]                       [C]      [Am]
She was a winner that became a doggie's dinner
She never meant that much to [G]me
Who[C]a o[D]h poor Mar[G]ie [C]    [G]       [D]

Marie Provost was a movie queen
mysterious angel of the silent screen
And run like the wind the nation's young men steamed
When Marie crossed the silent screen

Whoa she came out west from New York
but when the talkies came Marie just couldn't cope
The public said Marie take a walk
All the way back to New York

[G]  [Em]  [C]  [D]   [G]  [Em]  [C]  [D]

Those quaalude bombs didn't help her sleep
As her nights grew long and her days grew bleak
It's all downhill once you've passed your peak
Marie got ready for that last big sleep

The cops came in and they looked around
Throwin' up everywhere over what they found
The handiwork of Marie's little dachshund
That hungry little dachshund

repeat and fade:
p[G]oor[C] Ma[G]rie[D]

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