Double Trouble
Eleven times I been busted,Eleven times I been to jailSome of the times I been thereNobody could go my bailWell it seems to me, LordThat this ol' boy just don't fitWell I can jump in a rosebushAnd come out smelling like sh..
Those misters dressed in blueNever done so right by meSome of the times I was innocentBut the judge said guiltyI'm not one to complain sonI tell you true (tell the truth boy, tell the truth)When the black cat cross your trail, LordIt comes in misery times two
Double trouble that's what my friends all call me(Double trouble) (double trouble)I said, double troubleT-r-o-u-b-l-e (double trouble)
Well I was born down in the gutterWith a temper as hot as fireSpent ninety days on a peat farmJust doin' the county's timeWell now, even mama saidSon you're bad newsAnd it won't be too long before someonePuts one through you
Double trouble that's what my friends all call me(Double trouble) (double trouble)I said, double troubleDouble double (T-r-o-u-b-l-e )Double trouble that's what my friends all call me(Double trouble) (double trouble)I said, double doubleT-r-o-u-b-l-e(Double double) (trouble double)(Double double) (trouble double)(Double double) (double trouble)(Double double) (trouble double)