What Causes That?
She's so full of trickery,
Life is bitter as chicory,
Bitterness fills my cup.
I'm sorry you brought that up.
Once I thought I'd search around
For the little church around
The corner, but now I see.
It never was meant to be.
Once she used to praise me.
Why is she so high hat?
Boy, does she amaze me.
Tell me what causes that?!
When I'm away from her I start despairing.
You ought to know by now what causes that!
I'm growing balder from the hair I'm tearing.
You ought to know by now what causes that!
When she keeps on brushing you aside
Oh gosh, you're all at sea!
You go contemplating suicide --
It's much too much for me!
You're not so dumb that you don't know the answer.
Loving her is what causes that!
If I should climb the Brooklyn Bridge and jump off.
Oh, I suppose you'd ask what causes that?
If I should get a gun and bump this chump off.
Oh, I suppose you'd ask what causes that?
Really you don't have to mope around
And burn up as you do,
There's a cannon and rope around,
There's lots of poison too!
I'm very blue of late and there's a reason:
Loving her...
Loving her...
Is what causes that!
I'm very blue of late and there's a reason:
Loving her is what causes that!
...Is what causes that!
...Is what causes that!
...Is what causes that!
Life is bitter as chicory,
Bitterness fills my cup.
I'm sorry you brought that up.
Once I thought I'd search around
For the little church around
The corner, but now I see.
It never was meant to be.
Once she used to praise me.
Why is she so high hat?
Boy, does she amaze me.
Tell me what causes that?!
When I'm away from her I start despairing.
You ought to know by now what causes that!
I'm growing balder from the hair I'm tearing.
You ought to know by now what causes that!
When she keeps on brushing you aside
Oh gosh, you're all at sea!
You go contemplating suicide --
It's much too much for me!
You're not so dumb that you don't know the answer.
Loving her is what causes that!
If I should climb the Brooklyn Bridge and jump off.
Oh, I suppose you'd ask what causes that?
If I should get a gun and bump this chump off.
Oh, I suppose you'd ask what causes that?
Really you don't have to mope around
And burn up as you do,
There's a cannon and rope around,
There's lots of poison too!
I'm very blue of late and there's a reason:
Loving her...
Loving her...
Is what causes that!
I'm very blue of late and there's a reason:
Loving her is what causes that!
...Is what causes that!
...Is what causes that!
...Is what causes that!
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Writer(s): Ira Gershwin, George Gershwin
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