Trouble is a Friday night when Im feelin lonely Trouble is too much time on my hands with you in my head Trouble is one more fireball, when Im already lit, and its last call Trouble is nothing good ever happends after 2 A.M Stumble outta that red door, hop into a cab Feelin a little bit crazy, feelin like I wanna be bad Aint goin home til I check a few more sins off of my list If youre lookin for me, Im gonna see, Im gonna be Where trouble is Trouble is a guy with the guitar in the next bar Trouble is I dont even have to know his name Trouble is a rebound night, where its lookin like theres gonna be a catfight Trouble is aint no girl gonna stand in my way Stumble outta that back door, hop into a cab Feelin a little bit crazy, feelin like I wanna be bad Aint goin home til I check a few more sins off of my list If youre lookin for me, Im gonna see, Im gonna be Where trouble is Where trouble is Stumble outta his front door, hop into a cab Feelin a little bit crazy, feelin a little bit bad Im goin home to sleep off maybe one or two regrets If youre lookin for me, Im gonna see, Im gonna be Where trouble is Where trouble is Where trouble is Where trouble is
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