Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Dean Wareham
Stimme und Gesang
Justin Harwood
Bass
Sean Eden
Gitarre
Stanley Demeski
Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Dean Wareham
Songwriter:in
Justin Harwood
Songwriter:in
Sean Eden
Songwriter:in
Stanley Demeski
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Luna
Produzent:in
Victor Van Vugt
Produzent:in
Bob Ludwig
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Jennifer Monnar
Ingenieurassistent:in
Songtexte
Well, she followed him from Phoenix out to Califor
And then she passed out on the bed
And all the little things he never even asked her for
She simply smiled and sher head
Why can't we smile just like we used to?
Why don't you figure anymore?
Why has my sympathy now turned to malice?
It doesn't matter anymore
And now I realize I'm livin' like a trucker does
Although I haven't got the belly
And though she followed me to California all the way
I only wanna watch the telly
Why can't we smile just like we used to?
Why don't you figure anymore?
Why has my sympathy now turned to malice?
It doesn't matter anymore
He asked her please stop quotin' Rod McKuen in your postcards, can't understand it anymore
And if your gonna read your poetry aloud to me
I'll have to show you to the door
Why can't we smile just like we used to?
Why don't you figure anymore?
Why has my sympathy now turned to malice?
It doesn't matter anymore
Writer(s): Dean Wareham, Stanley Deneski, Sean Anthony Eden, Justin Harwood
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