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 [ guitar ] You're standing in the doorway mama...