| Song | My Kind of Trouble |
| Artist | Peter Case |
| Album | Wig! |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Case | |
| She got the tightrope walker | |
| To go for a stroll | |
| The baptist preacher  | |
| Denyin' his soul | |
| The fortune 500 | |
| Forget about rich | |
| She stopped the executioner from | |
| Throwin' the switch | |
| She's my kind of trouble | |
| My kind of trouble | |
| My kind of trouble | |
| I'm gonna lose it this time | |
| She got an hour glass figure | |
| And a glass eyeball | |
| Got the old dry bones | |
| All chained to the wall | |
| I quit breathin' when | |
| She strips her wig | |
| My heart stops beatin' then | |
| It snaps like a twig | |
| She's my kind of trouble | |
| My kind of trouble | |
| My kind of trouble | |
| I'm gonna lose it this time | |
| She drives a mean '32 | |
| With a rigged hurst stick | |
| On a graveyard highway | |
| With her tombstone trick | |
| I gotta picture of her mug, boys | |
| Tattooed on mine | |
| The clock'd run backward | |
| Just to tell her the time | |
| She's my kind of trouble | |
| My kind of trouble | |
| My kind of trouble | |
| I'm gonna lose it this time | |
| There's good men swingin' | |
| From the gallows pole | |
| Senators and congressman | |
| Shoveling coal | |
| The cop can't see | |
| They're pretendin they're blind | |
| She got somethin' make | |
| 'Em all lose their mind | |
| She's my kind of trouble | |
| My kind of trouble | |
| My kind of trouble | |
| I'm gonna lose it this time |
| Case | |
| She got the tightrope walker | |
| To go for a stroll | |
| The baptist preacher | |
| Denyin' his soul | |
| The fortune 500 | |
| Forget about rich | |
| She stopped the executioner from | |
| Throwin' the switch | |
| She' s my kind of trouble | |
| My kind of trouble | |
| My kind of trouble | |
| I' m gonna lose it this time | |
| She got an hour glass figure | |
| And a glass eyeball | |
| Got the old dry bones | |
| All chained to the wall | |
| I quit breathin' when | |
| She strips her wig | |
| My heart stops beatin' then | |
| It snaps like a twig | |
| She' s my kind of trouble | |
| My kind of trouble | |
| My kind of trouble | |
| I' m gonna lose it this time | |
| She drives a mean ' 32 | |
| With a rigged hurst stick | |
| On a graveyard highway | |
| With her tombstone trick | |
| I gotta picture of her mug, boys | |
| Tattooed on mine | |
| The clock' d run backward | |
| Just to tell her the time | |
| She' s my kind of trouble | |
| My kind of trouble | |
| My kind of trouble | |
| I' m gonna lose it this time | |
| There' s good men swingin' | |
| From the gallows pole | |
| Senators and congressman | |
| Shoveling coal | |
| The cop can' t see | |
| They' re pretendin they' re blind | |
| She got somethin' make | |
| ' Em all lose their mind | |
| She' s my kind of trouble | |
| My kind of trouble | |
| My kind of trouble | |
| I' m gonna lose it this time |
| Case | |
| She got the tightrope walker | |
| To go for a stroll | |
| The baptist preacher | |
| Denyin' his soul | |
| The fortune 500 | |
| Forget about rich | |
| She stopped the executioner from | |
| Throwin' the switch | |
| She' s my kind of trouble | |
| My kind of trouble | |
| My kind of trouble | |
| I' m gonna lose it this time | |
| She got an hour glass figure | |
| And a glass eyeball | |
| Got the old dry bones | |
| All chained to the wall | |
| I quit breathin' when | |
| She strips her wig | |
| My heart stops beatin' then | |
| It snaps like a twig | |
| She' s my kind of trouble | |
| My kind of trouble | |
| My kind of trouble | |
| I' m gonna lose it this time | |
| She drives a mean ' 32 | |
| With a rigged hurst stick | |
| On a graveyard highway | |
| With her tombstone trick | |
| I gotta picture of her mug, boys | |
| Tattooed on mine | |
| The clock' d run backward | |
| Just to tell her the time | |
| She' s my kind of trouble | |
| My kind of trouble | |
| My kind of trouble | |
| I' m gonna lose it this time | |
| There' s good men swingin' | |
| From the gallows pole | |
| Senators and congressman | |
| Shoveling coal | |
| The cop can' t see | |
| They' re pretendin they' re blind | |
| She got somethin' make | |
| ' Em all lose their mind | |
| She' s my kind of trouble | |
| My kind of trouble | |
| My kind of trouble | |
| I' m gonna lose it this time |