Travis Tritt — T-R-O-U-B-L-E lyrics

Well... I play an old guitar from a nine 'til 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 dance hall 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... I 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

But mama never told me 'bout nothin' like Y-O-U
Bet your mama must'a been another good lookin' honey too
Hey... 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 a Y-O-U
I bet your mama must'a been another good lookin' mama too
Hey... I said 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
Yeah, now I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsty.com/travis-tritt-t-r-o-u-b-l-e-lyrics.html ]

Songwriters: CHESNUT, JERRY
T-R-O-U-B-L-E lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC