I Got Trouble
Hmm, yeah yeah
Hmm, mmm..
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 that 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., hey
This baby’s got somethin’
Somethin’ you just can’t ignore
And yeah it sure is likely babe
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 babe
Every single day that I’m alive
Come on baby
Come on darlin’
Come on sugar (ooh, yeah yeah yeah)
(Baby, whoa, whoa, yeah)
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 skin
Well I’m trouble, trouble, trouble baby
Always knockin’ at my door
Yeah I’m a whole lotta lotta trouble babe
(Ooh) Since the day that I was born
Yeah, oh yeah.
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