How I (Learned My Lesson)

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How I, how I, how I

How I, how I learned my lesson

Mine is a big pink house

A preacher knocking on the door

With a self-righteous preacher going in

But he is just an old flame

I'll never want him again and again and again

How I, 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

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 the kitchen carefully

But I'm keeping your dinner warm

How I, 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

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

How I, how I, how I

How I, how I learned my lesson