T.R.O.U.B.L.E.
By The Nighthawks (1991)
On album Trouble (1991), Number Two (2017)
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I play an old piano from nine till half past one
I'm just tryin' to make a livin' watchin' everybody else having fun
You know, I don't miss much when it happens on the dance hall floor
I said: "Mercy, look what just walked through that door"
Well, hello T-R-0-U-B-L-E
What in the world you're doin' A-L-O-N-E?
Hell hi, good L-double O-K-I-N-G
I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E
I was a little bitty baby when my papa hit the skids
My mama had a time tryin' to raise nine kids
She told me not to stare 'cause it was impolite
Did everything she could to try to raise me right
But mama never told me nothing 'bout Y-O-U
Well, I bet your mama was another good looking mother too
Well, say hey, good L-double O-K-I-N-G
I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E
Now, you can talk about your women I've seen a lot of others
Too much something' and not enough another
You've got it all together like a love machine
Movin' like glory, walkin' like a dream
Mother Nature's sure been good to Y-O-U
Well, I bet your mother was another something or another too
Well, Say hey, good L-double O-K-I-N-G
I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E
Now, you can talk about your trouble, it's a lot of funky bait
The men are gonna love it but the women gonna hate
Must be the end of every fight there gonna be
Must be the beginning of World War III
Oh, the world ain't ready for nothin' like Y-O-U
Well, I bet your mama was another good looking mother too
Well, Say hey, good L-double O-K-I-N-G
I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E
Well, Say hey, good L-double O-K-I-N-G
I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E
Well, Say hey, good L-double O-K-I-N-G
I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E
I'm just tryin' to make a livin' watchin' everybody else having fun
You know, I don't miss much when it happens on the dance hall floor
I said: "Mercy, look what just walked through that door"
Well, hello T-R-0-U-B-L-E
What in the world you're doin' A-L-O-N-E?
Hell hi, good L-double O-K-I-N-G
I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E
I was a little bitty baby when my papa hit the skids
My mama had a time tryin' to raise nine kids
She told me not to stare 'cause it was impolite
Did everything she could to try to raise me right
But mama never told me nothing 'bout Y-O-U
Well, I bet your mama was another good looking mother too
Well, say hey, good L-double O-K-I-N-G
I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E
Now, you can talk about your women I've seen a lot of others
Too much something' and not enough another
You've got it all together like a love machine
Movin' like glory, walkin' like a dream
Mother Nature's sure been good to Y-O-U
Well, I bet your mother was another something or another too
Well, Say hey, good L-double O-K-I-N-G
I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E
Now, you can talk about your trouble, it's a lot of funky bait
The men are gonna love it but the women gonna hate
Must be the end of every fight there gonna be
Must be the beginning of World War III
Oh, the world ain't ready for nothin' like Y-O-U
Well, I bet your mama was another good looking mother too
Well, Say hey, good L-double O-K-I-N-G
I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E
Well, Say hey, good L-double O-K-I-N-G
I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E
Well, Say hey, good L-double O-K-I-N-G
I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E
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