Why Can't Anything Be Easy, Baby? Songtext
von The Trouble With Sweeney

Why can′t anything be easy, baby?
Why can't anything just be magic and serene?

God rest my soul each night I fall to pieces, baby
Every time I see you in that magazine


′Cause there's nowhere to fall
No one to fault and no place to go
As the papers fly around through the center of the town
And I look down and suddenly we both know

Why can't anything be easy, baby?
Why can′t anything just be magic and serene?

God rest my soul each night, I fall to pieces, baby
Every time I see you, every time I see you

Easy baby, easy baby