Trouble

Copyright 2004 J. Mahony and R. L. Nathan

Trouble's not for every one
Trouble makes trouble just for fun
Trouble will keep you under the gun
Look out boys, here comes trouble

Troubles' jeans ride low on her hips
The trouble with trouble is her ruby red lips
Trouble's curves will run you down in a ditch
Look out boys, here comes trouble

Trouble sees trouble with her piercing blue eyes
Trouble is the devil in disguise
She gives the willies to all the guys
Look out boys, here comes trouble

Willie walk soft, Willie walk nice
Trouble can be a little bit of sugar or spice
Gotta behave or she turns to ice
All the boys, want to get into trouble

Trouble is tall, Trouble is tan
Trouble makes trouble whenever she can
Some of us turned, some of us ran
Look out boys, here comes trouble

Swingin' her hips and battin' her eyes
Trouble is the devil in disguise
She gives the willies to all the guys
All the boys, want to get into trouble

Trouble is long, Trouble is lean
Trouble is sweet a Peach ice-cream
She can be tart and she can be mean
Look out boys, here comes trouble.