T-r-o-u-b-l-e Lyrics by Elvis Presley

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

    (words & music by jerry chesnut)
    I play an old piano from nine till a half past one
    Tryin' to make a livin' watchin' everybody have fun
    Well, i don't miss much that ever happens on a dance hall floor
    Mercy, look what just walked through that door

    Well, hello t-r-0-u-b-l-e
    What in the world you're doin' a-l-o-n-e?
    Say, good l-double o-k-i-n-g
    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
    Told me not to stare 'cause it was impolite
    And did the best she could to try to raise me right

    But mama never told me 'bout nothing like y-o-u
    Say, your mama must have been another something or the other too
    Say, hello good l-double o-k-i-n-g
    I smell t-r-o-u-b-l-e

    Well, you talk about a woman i've seen a lot of others
    But too much something' and not enough another
    You've got it all together like a lovin' machine
    Lookin' like glory and walkin' like a dream

    Mother nature's sure been good to y-o-u
    Well, your mama must have been another good lookin' too
    Say, hey, good l-double o-k-i-n-g
    I smell t-r-o-u-b-l-e

    Well, you talk about a trouble-makin' hunka pokey bait,
    The men are gonna love and all the women gonna hate
    Reminding them of everything they never gonna be
    Maybe the beginning of the world war iii
    Oh, the world ain't ready for nothin' like a y-o-u
    Well, i bet your mama must have been another something or the other too

    Say hey good l-double o-k-i-n-g
    I smell t-r-o-u-b-l-e

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