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

Well, I play an old guitar from 9 till half past 1

I'm just tryin' to make a livin' watchin' 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 must've been another good lookin' honey too

Hey, 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

Maybe the beginning of the world war three

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

I bet your mama must've 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

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