T-R-O-U-B-L-E
I play an old pianoFrom nine till a-half past oneI'm tryin' to make a livin'Watchin' everybody else a-havin' funWell, I don't miss muchThat ever happens on a dance hall floorMercy! Look what just walked through that door!
Well, hello T-R-O-U-B-L-E !What in the world you're doin' A-L-O-N-E?Say, hay, good L-double O-K-I-N-GI smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E !
I was a little bitty babyWhen my papa hit the skidsMama had a timeTryin' to raise nine kidsTold me not to stare'Cause it was impoliteAnd did the best she couldTo try to raise me right, hey
But mama never told me'Bout a-nothing like a-Y-O-USay, your mama must have beenAnother something or another, tooHey, good L-double O-K-I-N-GI smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E
Well, you talk about a womanI've seen a lot of othersBut too much something'And not enough anotherYou've got it all togetherLike a lovin' machineLookin' like gloryAnd walkin' like a dream
Mother Nature's sure been good to Y-O-UWell, your mother must have beenAnother good lookin' other, tooSay, hey, good L-double O-K-I-N-GI smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E
Well, you talk about a trouble-makin'Hunka pokey bait,The men are gonna loveAnd all the women gonna hateReminding them of everythingThey never gonna beMaybe the beginning ofThe World War IIIOh, the world ain't readyFor nothin' like a Y-O-UWell, I bet your mama must have beenA good looking other, too
Say hey, say hey, say hey,Good L-double O-K-I-N-GI smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E
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