Hmm, yeah yeah
Hmm, mmm..


I've got trouble, trouble, trouble
Always knocking at my door
Yes I'm a whole lot of touble, baby

Just like a kid in a candy store
Well, I'm nothing but trouble, babe
Not since the day that I was born

Well, I'm as good as it gets
Give you something you won't forget
If you wanna spell trouble, babe

Well, tonight it is the right way

'Cause baby's got something,

Something you just can't ignore
And yeah, it sure is likley, baby
You'll keep coming back for more


I've got a wicked taste for trouble
And I'm never, never, satisfied

Yeah I'm a whole lot of trouble, baby
And my evil ways kill life


Oh, my, my

Well, I've been itching for some trouble baby

Every single day that I'm alive

[scat]


Come on, baby, come on darling
Come on sugar, ooh, yeah yeah yeah

Baby, whoa, whoa, yeah

Now listen

Can't you see the way I move
Can't you read it in my hips
There's a lot that's going on

In my pocket full of tricks
Got some secrets up my sleeve
If you know just what I mean

Got places you've never been
Take you out of your skin


Well I'm trouble, trouble, trouble, baby
Always knocking at my door
Yes I'm a whole lot of lot of touble, baby

Ooh, since the day that I.. was born

Yeah, oh yeah.