时间：2012-09-17
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Marie Provost - JEFF the Brotherhood
Mary 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 lying there
For two or three weeks
The neighbors said
They never heard a squeak
While hungry eyes that could not speak
Said even little doggie's have got to eat
She was winner
The became the doggie's dinner
She never meant that much to me
Oh poor Mary
Mary Provost was a movie queen
Mysterious angel of the silent screen
And run like the wind
The nation's young men steam
When Mary crossed the silent screen
Oh she came out west from New York
But when the talkies came
Mary just couldn't cope
Till the public said Mary take a walk
All the way back to New York
She was winner
The became the doggie's dinner
She never meant that much to me
Oh poor Mary
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
Throwing up everywhere over what they found
The handiwork of Marie's little dachshund
That hungry little dachshund
She never meant that much to me
Oh poor Marie
Poor Marie
Poor Marie
Poor poor Marie
Poor Marie
Poor poor Marie
