Faithfull why’dya do it

Exhausted by the long flight she and Mick checked into their hotel. Mick promptly flopped down on the bed to doze off. Marianne, troubled in mind, picked up a bottle of Tuinals and perhaps in a hypnoid state of grief and confusion dropped of them. That must have taken five or 10 minutes so it shows determination.

For whatever reason Mick woke up and probably groggy himself scoped the situation. He rushed Marianne to the hospital for medical attention. But Marianne had overloaded her brain, she lay in a coma for six days. A change had to come. She finally realised that Mick and her were not to be so she renewed her acquaintance with her father at his sex shop who she says was a man Mick could never hope to be.

The years of abuse and severe laryngitis took its toll on her voice, it became rough and cracked and, to this day, is a permanently smoky rasp, a far cry from the soprano which saw her first enter the chart at the age of I used to blame it on really bad coke!

The result was the album Broken English which was released towards the end of the decade. Such a delivery had not been heard since the heady days of punk. It was an un-ashamedly honest and passionate song that was banned in most places and was never likely to be heard unless you owned a copy.

Only recently outlets like YouTube have allowed it to be upload. You can kindly throw me pennies and I'll thank you very much. When you see me ragged and tattered in this dirty shit hotel, To him the world seemed clear as day, He cursed the sad hour that he saw the sign, From Prague came a pair of high heeled shoes, With a kiss or two came the high heeled shoes Not much, but a little.

We are now in Paris at the end of the Second World War, and the allies have come in and liberated Paris and everyone is having a wonderful time. It's full of Americans and English and Russians, and everybody.

And there is a woman who during the war was a nurse, now she's a prostitute. I must admit I've always thought there is a connection between these two. They both take care of you really, don't they?

And she's plying her trade and cheering up all the soldiers in Paris. But there, there was a man she loved, really loved, who's now dead in a far away grave somewhere. And sometimes she can't help but think about him, and then she, she starts to suffer. And then she turns away and pulls herself together and gets on with it. Mon Ami, My Friend. If information about Why DYa Do It , or any song from moodpoint directory is wrong, please contact us and write where the incorrect data should be replaced by correct data.

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