How Come from Brooklyn Bastards by Les Donkees
Tracklist
| 2. | How Come | 3:28 |
Lyrics
How Come?
It started off slow, it started off sweet,
I used to think my life was complete
Our romance took off with a shot, but
There’s trouble in paradise, that’s what we’ve got.
How come (how come) I don’t turn you on?
How come (how come) in the morning you’re gone?
How come (how come) you’ve got me thinking?
How come you only love me when you’re drinking?
Ain’t it a bitch? Ain’t it a shame?
I almost wish I had someone to blame
Our romance was strong, it was fine…
As long as we had an open bottle of wine
How come (how come) you wake up and cry?
How come (how come) when the bottle is dry
How come (how come) it feels like we’re sinking?
How come you only love me when you’re drinking?
Did I do something wrong? Is there somebody new?
Are you plagued by demons inside of you?
Tell me, where does it hurt? What should we do?
Ain’t it the truth? Ain’t it a crime? Salt and tequila goes better with lime.
Our romance used to be nice, when happy hour ends you turn into ice
Ain’t it a curse? Ain’t it a lie? I’m still not ready to tell you good bye
Our romance could still be a dream with a steady supply of Kahlua and cream
How come (how come) the rules are reversed?
How come (how come) you’ve got such a thirst?
How come (how come) you totaled the Lincoln?
How come you only love me when you’re drinking?
How come (how come) it’s lonely and dark?
How come (how come) we lost that old spark?
How come (how come) our future is shrinking?
How come you only love me when you’re drinking?
Credits
www.donkees.org - arranged by Les Donkees: Canelle Boughton (sax), Travis Calvert (sax), Doug Fischer (trombone), Louie Fleck (vocals, producer), Max Letaconnoux (bass), Granville Mullings, Jr. (drums), Andrew Van Dusen (guitar), Robert Wood (organ)







