Biography:
Willy DeVille (born William Paul Borsey Jr. in Stamford, Connecticut, on August 25, 1950; died in New York City on August 6, 2009) was an American singer and songwriter of Basque, Pequot, and Irish descent. During his thirty-five year career, first with his band Mink DeVille (1974–1986) and later on his own, Deville created original songs rooted in various American musical styles. He worked with collaborators from across the spectrum of contemporary music, including Jack Nitzsche, Doc Pomus, Dr.
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Other songs:
- A Broken Heart This Is The Way You Make
- Across The Bordeline
- Across The Borderline
- All In The Name Of Love
- Angel Eyes
- Angels Dont Lie
- Assassin Of Love
- Crow Jane Alley
- Demasiado Corazon
- Empty Heart
- Even While I Sleep
- Gypsy Deck Of Hearts
- Heaven Stood Still
- Hey Joe
- Just To Walk That Little Girl Home
- Louise
- Mixed Up Shook Up Girl
- No Such Pain As Love
- One Love One Lifetime
- So So Real
- Spanish Stroll
- Stand By Me
- That World Outside
- When I Get Home
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intro A D E A - (A E)
A
I used to think
i used to be
E A
and everything was up to me
A
they all say we should go far
D
i ain't no rocket
E
just a shooting star
D
things have changed
E
and now i feel
D E
like i've become
A D
so unreal
A
so, so unreal
A
the wolf is in and at my door
E A
she looks hungry she wants more
A
the mail train's gone
A
won't come back
D
he took your letter
E
and put it in his sack
D E
they all say that he'll go far
D
i ain't no rocket
E
just a shooting star
A D
so so real
A
so so real
C# A
handsome lucifer at the door bell rings
D A
with an army of slaves carrying jewels and rings
C# A
cracks his whip and says don't lose a thing
D E
while up in heaven those angels sing
A D
oh so real
A
so so real
A
this dive is open
could use some sleep
E
if you feel like napping
round the corner down the street
A
just ask for baby
a guy will let you in
D E
calls himself cain, only he can let you in
D E
they all say we should go far
D
he ain't no rocket
E
just a shooting star
A D A
so so real
A
i use to thing i knew everything
E
you want to hear the horns
A
you wont to wear those wings
A
take me down
give me a drink
D
give me a shot
E
that will make me sing yeahhhhhhhhhh
D E
they all say that he'll go far
D
i ain't no rocket
E
just a shooting star
A D
so so real
A D
just so so real
A D
so so real
A D
so so real
A D
so so so real
A D
so so so real
A
I used to think
i used to be
E A
and everything was up to me
A
they all say we should go far
D
i ain't no rocket
E
just a shooting star
D
things have changed
E
and now i feel
D E
like i've become
A D
so unreal
A
so, so unreal
A
the wolf is in and at my door
E A
she looks hungry she wants more
A
the mail train's gone
A
won't come back
D
he took your letter
E
and put it in his sack
D E
they all say that he'll go far
D
i ain't no rocket
E
just a shooting star
A D
so so real
A
so so real
C# A
handsome lucifer at the door bell rings
D A
with an army of slaves carrying jewels and rings
C# A
cracks his whip and says don't lose a thing
D E
while up in heaven those angels sing
A D
oh so real
A
so so real
A
this dive is open
could use some sleep
E
if you feel like napping
round the corner down the street
A
just ask for baby
a guy will let you in
D E
calls himself cain, only he can let you in
D E
they all say we should go far
D
he ain't no rocket
E
just a shooting star
A D A
so so real
A
i use to thing i knew everything
E
you want to hear the horns
A
you wont to wear those wings
A
take me down
give me a drink
D
give me a shot
E
that will make me sing yeahhhhhhhhhh
D E
they all say that he'll go far
D
i ain't no rocket
E
just a shooting star
A D
so so real
A D
just so so real
A D
so so real
A D
so so real
A D
so so so real
A D
so so so real
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