Biografia:
Willy DeVille, cantor e compositor, nasceu William Borsay em Stamford, Connecticut em 25 de agosto de 1953. Morreu em agosto de 2009.
Na adolescência, tinha uma banda chamada "Billy and the Kids". Mudou-se para Londres a fim de formar uma nova banda, mas não teve sucesso na procura por músicos com a mesma afinidade. Retornou para os Estados Unidos, em São Francisco, onde formou uma banda com o baixista Ruben Siguenza e o baterista Tom "Manfred" Allen.
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Outras músicas:
- 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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I used to think
i used to be
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and everything was up to me
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they all say we should go far
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i ain't no rocket
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just a shooting star
D
things have changed
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and now i feel
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like i've become
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so unreal
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so, so unreal
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the wolf is in and at my door
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she looks hungry she wants more
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the mail train's gone
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won't come back
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he took your letter
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and put it in his sack
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they all say that he'll go far
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i ain't no rocket
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just a shooting star
A D
so so real
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so so real
C# A
handsome lucifer at the door bell rings
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with an army of slaves carrying jewels and rings
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cracks his whip and says don't lose a thing
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while up in heaven those angels sing
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oh so real
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so so real
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this dive is open
could use some sleep
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if you feel like napping
round the corner down the street
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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
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i use to thing i knew everything
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you want to hear the horns
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you wont to wear those wings
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take me down
give me a drink
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give me a shot
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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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