T-r-o-u-b-l-e

Well I play this old guitar from nine till half past one

I'm just tryin' to make a livin' watching everybody else havin' fun

Well I don't miss much if it happens on a dancehall floor

Mercy, look what just walked through that door



Well hello T-R-O-U-B-L-E

Tell me what in the world you doin' A-L-O-N-E

Yeah say hey good L double O-K-I-N-G

Well I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E



I was a little bitty baby when my papa hit the skids

Mama had a time tryin' to raise nine kids

She told me not to stare 'cause it was impolite

She did the best she could to try to raise me right



'Cause mama never told me 'bout nothin' like Y-O-U

Bet your mama musta been another good lookin' honey too

Hey good L double O-K-I-N-G

Well I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E



Well a sweet talkin', sexy walkin', honky-tonkin' baby

The men are gonna love ya and the women gonna hate ya

Remindin' them of everything they're never gonna be

May be the beginning of world war three



'Cause the world ain't ready for nothin' like Y-O-U

I bet your mama musta been another good lookin' mama too, yeah

Hey say hey good L double O-K-I-N-G

Well I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E



I say hey....

I say hey....

I say hey....

I say hey,

I say hey



I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E