The Esquires combined street-corner doo wop and impassioned, horn-driven punch to make the sweetest of Chicago soul sounds. 1968’s How Could It Be pulsates with love’s hypnotism and then mourns the reality-check when the spell's been broken:
I’m just an average fella, people say that I’m not too bright
You know that I’m just an average fella and I try to act real nice
You know that one day she wrote me a letter, she had gone with another fella.
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