Remember baby that first night
At the Slice of Life Motel
We both had the first taste of love
With a twenty dollar bill
Now you say you're leaving after one little spat
How could we come to this after that

If was another woman, baby I could understand
But my singing in the honky tonks
Has made you take a stand
But that old guitar' made a living
Put that coat down on your back
How could we come to this after that

You're standing in the doorway mama
And got your suitcase packed
Informing me you're leaving and never coming back
Oh honey, please, believe me
I love you that's a fact
How could we come to this after that

You're standing in the doorway mama
And got your suitcase packed
Informing me you're leaving and never coming back
Oh honey, please, believe me
I love you that's a fact
How could we come to this after that