How do I work this?

How?

Trying to figure out something.  Searching for the mechanism.  Determining the process.

A lot of songs, many by female artists, ask "How?"  How do I get that man?  How do I keep that man? How do I tell that man to go away?

"How Will I Know?", asked Whitney Houston. "How Can I Be Sure?", asked Dusty Springfield.

"How Can I Make You?", Linda Ronstadt wondered.  "How Do I Live?", Trisha Yearwood asked sadly.


A lot of songs, in turn, by male artists, also ask "How?"  How did I let her do this to me? "How Do You Mend a Broken Heart?", lamented the Bee Gees.  "How's It Gonna Be?", asked Third Eye Blind.  "How Do You Think It Feels?", pondered Lou Reed.  And one that many of us men can relate to, "How Could I Be Such A Fool?" inquired Frank Zappa.

How.  How can this happen?  Lisa Loeb wrote a song simply called "How".  In matters of the heart, there are generally more questions than answers.

On a happy note, Toby Keith triumphantly boasts "How Do You Like Me Now?".  So it's not all bad.

Except for Junior in the song by Mofro entitled, "HOW Junior Got His Head Put Out".

How do I end this?