Tekster: Pogues, The. How Come.

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How come when I got the ace of hearts

Ya always draw the ace of spades

How's it when your best friend

Brings you lillies on your birthday



Hey how come, hey how come

Well I ain't superstitious, but well these things I see

How come, how come

I ain't a superstitious fella, but it worries me



How come when your local clergy calls

He tells me that you shouldn't wear black

What kind of bread are you gonna' bake

With that hemlock in your spice rack



Hey how come, hey how come

Well I ain't superstitious, but well these things I see

How come, how come

I ain't a superstitious fella, but it worries me



The spider's run, the cobwebs gone

Did you eat it when the moon was new

I drowned your cat, what do you say about that

I've even broken up your broom



How come, how come

Well I ain't superstitious, but well these things I see

How come, how come

I ain't a superstitious fella, but it worries me

Well how come, how come

Well I ain't superstitious, but well these things I see

How come, how come

I ain't a superstitious fella, but it worries me