Trouble, trouble
Uh-oh, uh-oh
She knows just the way to walk on by
That makes my heart stop
I don't know the way to say goodnight
Cause she don't want me, to go nowhere
Without her there, she's everywhere
I don't need trouble, just some music
And a little chance to sing my song
That girl is trouble, trouble
From her head to her toes
Oh oh oh oh, always taking off her clothes
Trouble, trouble
When her lips touch mine
Only had to happen one time
That girl is trouble, trouble
Like a sting from a bee
Oh oh oh oh, and she's taking over me
Trouble, trouble, even blind men can see
That's why I gotta run, why I gotta run, baby, baby
I woke up to hear her on my telephone
Talking crazy, she said come over now nobody's home
I said baby, I don't know if I should go tryna take it slow
I don't need trouble but I choose it
At least that's the way it seems yeah
That girl is trouble, trouble
From her head to her toes
Oh oh oh oh, always taking off her clothes
Trouble, trouble
When her lips touch mine
Only had to happen one time
That girl is trouble, trouble
Like a sting from a bee
Oh oh oh oh, and she's taking over me
Trouble, trouble, even blind men can see
That's why I gotta run, why I gotta run
Momma always said, there'd be girls like these
Never did I know they'd be so fine
Cause the bouncing glens, turn into a kiss
Now she's running through my mind
That girl is trouble, trouble
She is...that girl is trouble, trouble
Only had to happen one time
That girl is trouble, trouble
From her head to her toes
Oh oh oh oh, always taking off her clothes
Trouble, trouble
When her lips touch mine
Only had to happen one time
That girl is trouble, trouble
Like a sting from a bee
Oh oh oh oh, and she's taking over me
Trouble, trouble, even blind men can see
That's why I gotta run, why I gotta run, baby
It Only had to happen one time
It Only had to happen two times
Three times, four times, five times.
compositores: MIKE BUSBEE, JASON PAUL BONILLA, ADAM SCOTT LAMBERT
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