Album: Greatest Hits: From The Begining

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

Well I play a guitar from nine till a half past one
I'm just tryin' to make a living watchin' everybody else havin' fun
Well, I don't miss much if it happens on a dance hall floor
Mercy, look what just walked though that door

Well hello T-R-O-U-B-L-E
Tell me what in the world
You are doing A-L-O-N-E
Yeah, say hey, good L double O-K-I-N-G
Yeah

I was a little, bitty baby when my papa hit the skids
Mama had a time tryin' to raise nine kids
he 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 nothing like Y-O-U
Bet your mama musta been another good lookin' honey too

Yeah
Hey, good L double O-K-I-N-G
Well, I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E
Yeah
Yeah

Well you're a sweet talkin', sexy walkin', honky tonkin' baby
The men are gonna love ya & the woman gonna hate ya
Remindin' them of everythin' they're never gonna be
May be the beginning of a world war three
Cause the world ain't ready for nothing like Y-O-U
I bet your mama musta been another good lookin' mama too

Hey, say hey, good L double O-K-I-N-G
Well, I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E
I said hey
I said hey
I said hey
I said hey

I said hey (HEY)
Oh, I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E