|
T-R-O-U-B-L-E |
|
Travis Tritt |
|
Well, I play an old guitar from a nine till a half past one |
|
I'm just tryin' to make a livin' watchin' everybody else havin' fun |
|
Well, I don't miss much if it happens on a dance hall floor |
|
Mercy, look what just walked through that door |
|
Well, hello T-R-O-U-B-L-E |
|
Tell me what in the world |
|
You doin' A-L-O-N-E |
|
Yeah, say hey, good L double O-K-I-N-G |
|
Well, I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E... |
|
Yeah |
|
I was a little, bitty baby when my papa hit the skids |
|
Mama had a time tryin' to raise nine kids |
|
She told me not to stare cause it was impolite |
|
She did the best she could to try to raise me right |
|
Cause mama never told me 'bout nothin' like Y-O-U |
|
Bet your mama musta been another good lookin' honey, too |
|
Yeah |
|
Hey, good L double O-K-I-N-G |
|
Well, I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E... |
|
Whoo |
|
Yeah |
|
Well, you're a sweet talkin', sexy walkin', honky tonkin' baby |
|
The men are gonna love ya and the woman gonna hate ya |
|
Remindin' them of everythin' they're never gonna be |
|
May be the beginning of a world war three |
|
Cause the world ain't ready for nothing like Y-O-U |
|
I bet your mama musta been another good lookin' mama, too |
|
Hey, say hey, good L double O-K-I-N-G |
|
Well, I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E... |
|
I said hey |
|
I said hey |
|
I said hey |
|
I said hey |
|
I said hey (Hey) |
|
Oh, I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E... |
|
Yeah |
|
Whoo |
