Story Behind The Song

I was sitting in a club called Hell's Kitchen in Norfolk, VA - it was packed and crazy with live music and people being drunk and stupid. But in the middle of all this chaos - middle of crowded floor - was a small table with a young couple obviously in love, and oblivious of the mayhem around them. and I had to wonder if they would make it, or if the would end up like the rest of the rabble in the room.

Song Description

How relationships start with such promise but somehow fall apart

Lyrics

HELL'S KITCHEN - lyrics/music by Richard C. (Kluso) Tollini ©2003

Sitting at a table in the middle of Hell's Kitchen
Oblivious the kiss
Chaos all around them in the middle of Hell' Kitchen
Why don't it end like this
Why don't it end like this

A wink and shared smoke between them right here in hell's kitchen ( they're planning they're lives together now) but why won't end like this, yeah
Why won't it end like this


Love growing ripe as a summer cherry (gold as an August moon)
He leans to her and says "hey babe (girl)...how bout lets get married"

But why don't it end like this
how could it end like this

Superficial wit crackback hit
lipstick on the mirror "Boys lie, boys lie"
A momentary slip, a little bit too much hip...he moves on to another ' Girls cry...
Come on lets hear all the girls cry

Lives entwined can't see beyond the next moment
Whispered lies can't wait another second, minute
Short goodbyes planning for the next tragedy
Don't look now this could be your or me

But why don't it end like this
how could it end like this

Superficial wit crackback hit
lipstick on the mirror "Boys lie, boys lie"
A momentary slip, a little bit too much hip...he moves on to another ' Girls cry...
Come on lets hear all the girls cry

Love growing ripe as a summer cherry (gold as an August moon)
He leans to her and says "hey babe (girl)...how bout lets get married"

But why don't it end like this
how could it end like this