T-R-O-U-B-L-E

[ti:T-R-O-U-B-L-E] [ar:Elvis Presley] [al:A Touch Of Platinum Vol. 2] [by:季风网-【http://www.ip21.cn】] [offset:0] T-R-O-U-B-L-E - Elvis Presley I play an old piano from nine till a half past one Tryin to make a living watching 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 youre doing 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 Looking like glory and walking like a dream Mother natures sure been good to y-o-u Well your mama must have been another good looking 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-making 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 aint 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