Trouble
Trouble
Whitesnake

I was raised a gambler's son
And before I could walk
I had to learn how to run
And I never  never ever
Played a loaded dice
But  I rolled a lot of women
With a heart as cold as ice

On the run again
Looking for a place to hide
Everywhere I look there is trouble

Always coming my way

Trouble always coming my way

Baby I'm lonely  I'm out of control
I need someone to understand
The badness in my soul
Though I never  I never
Stole another man's wife
But  I fooled around plenty enough
And I got what I paid for

On the run again
Looking for a place to hide
Everywhere I look there is trouble

Trouble always coming my way

Trouble

On the run again
Looking for a place to hide
Everywhere I look there is trouble

Trouble always coming my way

Trouble always coming my way  trouble always coming