Nick Lowe - Marie Provost video free download

Doug Birkitt

For +Jason Gannon 

genesee

Marie Provost did not look her bestThe day the cops bust into her lonely nestIn the cheap hotel up on Hollywood WestJuly 29She'd been lyin' there for two or three weeksThe neighbors said they never heard a squeakFor hungry eyes that could not speakSaid even little doggie's have got to eatShe was the winnerThat became the doggie's dinnerShe never meant that much to meWoe, poor MarieMarie Provost was a movie queenMysterious angel of the silent screenAnd run like the wind the nation's young men steamWhen Marie crossed the silent screenOh she came out west from New YorkBut when the talkies came Marie just couldn't copeHer public said Marie take a walkAll the way back to New YorkShe was the winnerThat became the doggie's dinnerShe never meant that much to meBut now I see, poor MarieThose Quaalude bombs didn't help her sleepAs her nights grew long and her days grew bleakIt's all downhill once you've passed your peakMary got ready for that last big sleepThe cops came in and they looked aroundThrowing up everywhere over what they foundThe handywork of Marie's little dachshundThat hungry little dachshundShe was the winnerThat became the doggie's dinnerShe never meant that much to meWoe, poor MariePoor Marie, poor Marie, poor poor MariePoor Marie, poor Marie, poor Marie

rich roehl

this wusz my fav song on this album

slh950

the dog never ate her , it is a total myth

genesee

Marie Provost did not look her bestThe day the cops bust into her lonely nestIn the cheap hotel up on Hollywood WestJuly 29She'd been lyin' there for two or three weeksThe neighbors said they never heard a squeakFor hungry eyes that could not speakSaid even little doggie's have got to eatShe was the winnerThat became the doggie's dinnerShe never meant that much to meWoe, poor MarieMarie Provost was a movie queenMysterious angel of the silent screenAnd run like the wind the nation's young men steamWhen Marie crossed the silent screenOh she came out west from New YorkBut when the talkies came Marie just couldn't copeHer public said Marie take a walkAll the way back to New YorkShe was the winnerThat became the doggie's dinnerShe never meant that much to meBut now I see, poor MarieThose Quaalude bombs didn't help her sleepAs her nights grew long and her days grew bleakIt's all downhill once you've passed your peakMary got ready for that last big sleepThe cops came in and they looked aroundThrowing up everywhere over what they foundThe handywork of Marie's little dachshundThat hungry little dachshundShe was the winnerThat became the doggie's dinnerShe never meant that much to meWoe, poor MariePoor Marie, poor Marie, poor poor MariePoor Marie, poor Marie, poor Marie

Michele Bohmke

Artistic License.

Ayn Marx

In similar circumstances, I sincerely _hope_ that my (only two) cats would eat of my corpse were that to mean that they could survive long enough to be rescued...no skin off my nose.

Mike Keenan

Yeah, and she was from Sarnia, not New York, and she was found on Jan 23, not July 29. Still a kick-ass song though.

nervetonic1

"-- JULYYYY TWENTY-NINE !!" Thanks for posting. Powerpop trumps history. Always has.

Carl Swansen

I never saw Prevost, Provost was the normal spelling in Quebec.

Marc Rollins

I actually heard that recently, thanks for verifying

Carl Swansen

Provost is the more common spelling around Montreal.

gahrzahk

Wow, you exposed Nick Lowe for the fraudulent fool that he is!

MissLeigh78

I like my jets to be hot.

Anthony Bradley

Phenobarbital, which belongs to the same barbiturate drug group with Methaqualone (Quaaludes) has been around from 1912. Cool your jets; like the use of Provost, it's artistic license.

RunLikeAZombie

Gee, imagine that. A pop song that wasn't a testimony of truth.

Thibault Beurkinger

Well, turns out that pop songs aren't the best places to find accurate historical facts ;)

genesee

Marie Provost did not look her bestThe day the cops bust into her lonely nestIn the cheap hotel up on Hollywood WestJuly 29She'd been lyin' there for two or three weeksThe neighbors said they never heard a squeakFor hungry eyes that could not speakSaid even little doggie's have got to eatShe was the winnerThat became the doggie's dinnerShe never meant that much to meWoe, poor MarieMarie Provost was a movie queenMysterious angel of the silent screenAnd run like the wind the nation's young men steamWhen Marie crossed the silent screenOh she came out west from New YorkBut when the talkies came Marie just couldn't copeHer public said Marie take a walkAll the way back to New YorkShe was the winnerThat became the doggie's dinnerShe never meant that much to meBut now I see, poor MarieThose Quaalude bombs didn't help her sleepAs her nights grew long and her days grew bleakIt's all downhill once you've passed your peakMary got ready for that last big sleepThe cops came in and they looked aroundThrowing up everywhere over what they foundThe handywork of Marie's little dachshundThat hungry little dachshundShe was the winnerThat became the doggie's dinnerShe never meant that much to meWoe, poor MariePoor Marie, poor Marie, poor poor MariePoor Marie, poor Marie, poor Marie

MissLeigh78

She died in 1937, there was no such thing as quaaludes. This is so dumb. Also, her last name was Prevost.

john williams

tragic true life tail:)

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