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Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Doe
John Doe
Songwriter
Exene Cervenka
Exene Cervenka
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ray Manzarek
Ray Manzarek
Producer

Texty

[Verse 1]
How I (How I) how I (How I) learned my lesson
How I (How I) how I (How I) learned my lesson
[Verse 2]
Mine is a big pink house with people knocking on the door
With a self-righteous preacher going in
He's just an old flame, I'll never want him again
And again and again
[Verse 3]
How I (How I) how I (How I) learned my lesson
How I (How I) how I (How I) learned my lesson
I didn't, I kept on trying
I didn't listen, I looked up to you
How I (How I) how I (How I) learned my lesson
[Verse 4]
I call you on the phone but you tell me you're not home
Absence makes the heart grow fonder
So I never want to see you again
I'm wrecking my kitchen carefully
But I'm keeping your dinner warm
[Verse 5]
How I (How I) how I (How I) learned my lesson
How I (How I) how I (How I) learned my lesson
I didn't, I kept on trying
I didn't listen, I looked up to you
How I (How I) how I (How I) learned my lesson
[Verse 6]
At the soul market on Sunday
Here's what I put in your collection basket
In front of the congregation, I stood up and called your name
When I walked out, you just shook my hand
[Verse 7]
How I (How I) how I (How I) learned my lesson
How I (How I) how I (How I) learned my lesson
Written by: Exene Cervenka, John Doe
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