Mari said on December 28, 2004 11:06:

Does somebody really thought that Per wrote Oh Marie?

Vixzter said on December 28, 2004 14:41:

he wrote the lyrics to the rox version, sheryl crow most likely wouldnt have been singing about roxette’s manager now would she :P

Santi said on December 28, 2004 21:43:

Of course those lyrics are by Per. If you have the original Sheryl album you may have noticed that the lyrics are very different. I don’t think that site states that Per wrote original lyrics, just the lyrics for the cover...

Vixzter said on December 29, 2004 17:11:

Whats happened is someone on that site has written that Per helped write the lyrics (well thats what it seems as his name has been added to the list of ppls that wrote it) when what should be there to save confusion is that Per re-wrote some of the lyrics for the Rox version. He didn’t write the lyrics for Sheryls version just changed some of them to fit who he was writting about.

Hope that clears it up ;)

Pers lyrix: (About Marie Dimberg 4 when she left EMI)

Here she comes, she’s all dressed up in daisies. Half the time you’d swear that she is crazy.
A fancy smile, a fancy dress - that’s the way we know her best. She says she is busy - we don’t mind.
’Cos every night she works overtime.
Oh Marie, we s ure hope you’re happy.
Oh Marie, what would life be without Marie.
She likes to drive those cars you find in movies. And every song she hears, she thinks is groovy. One day she’ll buy some coats of fur, instead of spending time with Blur.
She says th at Rolf is hard to please.
Knowing her, he’s on his knees.
Oh Marie...
Here she comes, she tries to make connections. The management is asking for perfection. Her mobile phone goes overload, she’s busy dialin’ some country code.
She speaks fluent French, forget the rest.
’Cos it’s the small unsound, we love the best.
Oh Marie... Without Marie.

Sheryls lyrix: ( I assume about someone called Marie but you’d have to ask Sheryl) ;-)

Here she comes, she’s all dressed up in daises
Half the time, you’d swear that she is crazy
Flowered drinks and low-cut dress
That’s the way I know her best
She says she’s lonely, how could she be?
Every night she’s got company

[Chorus]
Oh Marie,
I sure hope you’re happy
Oh Marie,
What about me, Marie

She likes the way she looks in her Camaro
She likes lingerie but he prefers the sombrero
She’s so famous on the block
She stumbles home around four o’clock
She claims the guys are hard to please
She wears teen perfume behind her knees

[Chorus]

All day long she fills me up with dogma
She’s all magazines and benzedrine and vodka
There was one man she truly loved
He took everything but her bear-skin rug
And now and then it’s clear to me
That need is love and love is need

[Chorus]

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