T-r-o-u-b-l-e

(Jerry Chesnutt) Well I play an old guitar from nine till half past one I`m just tryin` to make a livin` watching everybody else havin` fun Well I don`t miss much if it happens on a dancehall 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 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 Hey good L double O-K-I-N-G Well I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E Well a sweet talkin`, sexy walkin`, honky tonkin` baby The men are gonna love ya and the woman gonna hate ya Remindin` them of everything 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 I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E