Boy, keep away
This is where trouble comes to stay
It will sniff you out like a hound
It will pull you down
It's the mud that taints the blood
And courses through your veins
It's trouble
With a scruffy stubble
It marks your soul with a stain
It takes you through the desert
To dry up and die
Junk food for the vultures
Make a grown man cry
Drag you through the water
Tut die from thirst
(Oh, no) it's the big bad woman
That'll put you in a hearse
Burst your bubble
Smash you to rubble
It's the less than fine
No peace of mind
Kind of trouble
It's the mud that taints the blood
And courses through your veins
It's trouble
With a scruffy stubble
It marks your soul with a stain
Lou Kelly - Trouble Lyrics
Lou Kelly - Trouble Lyrics
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Boy, keep away
This is where trouble comes to stay
It will sniff you out like a hound
It will pull you down
It's the mud that taints the blood
And courses through your veins
It's trouble
With a scruffy stubble
It marks your soul with a stain
It takes you through the desert
To dry up and die
Junk food for the vultures
Make a grown man cry
Drag you through the water
Tut die from thirst
(Oh, no) it's the big bad woman
That'll put you in a hearse
Burst your bubble
Smash you to rubble
It's the less than fine
No peace of mind
Kind of trouble
It's the mud that taints the blood
And courses through your veins
It's trouble
With a scruffy stubble
It marks your soul with a stain
This is where trouble comes to stay
It will sniff you out like a hound
It will pull you down
It's the mud that taints the blood
And courses through your veins
It's trouble
With a scruffy stubble
It marks your soul with a stain
It takes you through the desert
To dry up and die
Junk food for the vultures
Make a grown man cry
Drag you through the water
Tut die from thirst
(Oh, no) it's the big bad woman
That'll put you in a hearse
Burst your bubble
Smash you to rubble
It's the less than fine
No peace of mind
Kind of trouble
It's the mud that taints the blood
And courses through your veins
It's trouble
With a scruffy stubble
It marks your soul with a stain
Writer: Lou Kelly
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