I Got Trouble

Hmm, yeah, yeah Hmm, mmm I've got trouble, trouble, trouble Always knocking at my door Yes, I'm a whole lotta of touble, baby Just like a kid in a candy store Well, I'm nothing but trouble, babe Not since the day that I was born Well, I'm as good as it ever gets Give you something you won't forget If you wanna spell trouble, babe Well, send out an S.O.S, yes This baby's got something Something you just can't ignore And yeah, it sure is likely, babe You'll keep coming back for more I've got a wicked taste for trouble And I'm never, never, satisfied Yeah, I'm a whole lotta trouble, baby And my evil ways can't hide Oh, my, my Well, I've been itching for some trouble, babe Every single day that I'm alive Come on, baby, come on darling Come on sugar, ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah Babe, whoa, whoa, yeah Now listen Can't you see the way I move? Can't you read it in my hips? There's a lot that's going on In my pocket full of tricks Got some secrets up my sleeve If you know just what I mean Got places you've never been I'll take you out of your skin Well, I'm trouble, trouble, trouble, baby Always knocking at my door Yeah, I'm a whole lotta lotta touble, babe Ooh, since the day that I was born Yeah, oh, yeah