miércoles, 3 de abril de 2013

I Got Trouble

I Got Trouble

I got trouble, trouble, trouble
Always knockin' at my door
Yes, I'm a whole lotta trouble baby
Just like a kid in a candy store

Well I'm nothin' but trouble babe
Now since the day I was born

Well I'm as good as it ever gets
Give you somethin' you won't forget
If you wanna spell trouble babe
Well send out an S.O.S.
Yes

This baby's got somethin'
Somethin' you just can't ignore
And yeah it sure is likely baby
You'll keep on coming back for more

I've got a wicked taste for trouble
And I'm never, never satisfied
yeah I'm a whole lotta trouble baby
And my evil ways can't hide

Oh my, my
Well I been itchin' for some trouble baby
Every single day that I'm alive

Come on baby
Come on darlin'
Come on sugar

Now listen

Can't you see the way I move
Can't you read it in my hips
There's lots that's goin' on
In my pocket full of tricks
Got some secrets up my sleeve
If you know just what I mean
Got places you never been
I'll take you out of your sking

We'll I'm trouble, trouble, trouble baby
Always knockin' at my door
Yeah I'm a whole lotta lotta trouble baby
Since they day that I was born

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