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Step outside and feel the tingle |
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Trouble finds you every night |
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You wonder where nobody knows you |
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Your civil tone is not polite |
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You got no friends, you don't like people |
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You tried it once and they let you down |
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And after seven years you're still hurt and angry |
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And inside your head is an awful sound |
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Some say that trouble is my middle name |
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I find it very easy and |
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I give out just the same |
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You don't want to mess with me |
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So stay out of trouble, don't cry |
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Stay out of trouble, you'll die |
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You're on the street the clock strikes 11 |
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And it takes that seven years away |
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Now you're walking with that lovely lady |
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Just like that you can hear her say"Well, I know for sure you ain't got the moneyFor an ounce of coke or a Cadillac" |
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I said, "It ain't no use in trying to fool meA big woman like you has got to fight back" |
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Some say that trouble is my middle name |
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I find it very easy and |
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I give out just the same |
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You don't want to mess with me |
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So stay out of trouble, don't cry |
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Stay out of trouble, you'll die, you'll die |
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You stay out of trouble, don't cry |
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Stay out of trouble, you'll die |
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Inside your head it sounds like thunder |
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And your room becomes an ugly shell |
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You get your car and you start the engine |
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And you drive with your right foot in hell |
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Well someone said, "Ain't that funnyWell I saw that boy just the other nightWent into this bar and really got rowdyWith his friends and him in an awful fight" |
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Some say that trouble is my middle name |
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I find it very easy and |
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I give out just the same |
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You don't want to mess with me |
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So stay out of trouble, don't cry |
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Stay out of trouble, you'll die, you'll die |
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You stay out of trouble, don't cry |
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Stay out of trouble, you'll die, you'll die, you'll die |