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What you fucking nogging again About what? What? What! The toilet's fucking broken again i repaired That i told ya, get the plumber in again And again, and again And again, and again And again, and again... DON'T fly me to the moon And don't put me in a bubble And don't come to me for a cuddle Cos all i want is the trouble trouble trouble Give me a row, right now Well stir it up And clear the air Oh what is what That's only fair I want the trouble trouble trouble on the double double double Give me the trouble Oh yeah Oh yeah Don't want no pedestal Don't want to be feeling small Don't leave a stain on me name Trouble is the end of the shame Oh wont you trouble Oh yeah Is something wrong Well say so Got nothing on (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Well so what (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Got a moody on (Yeah, yeah, yeah) So good to know (Yeah, yeah, yeah) The trouble on The trouble gone Yeah, yeah, yeah I want the trouble trouble trouble on the double double double Give me trouble Oh yeah Oh yeah I want the trouble (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I understand It's complicated You think i know Well i'm overrated A simple thing A simple nothing I'm aggravated But no castrated Domestos is... Domestic blissss (Ah ah ah ah) I want the trouble trouble trouble on the double double double Give me trouble And in the meantime... We'll get a bucket Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I want the trouble trouble trouble on the double double double Give me trouble Oh yeah I want the trouble Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Aha ha ha No I want the trouble trouble trouble on the double double double Give me trouble Oh yeah I want the trouble
Writer(s): Bruce Neal Smith, Scott Firth, Lu Edmonds, John Lydon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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