Looking at Trouble

I thought I’d play it cool

Be a natural man

But I’m hanging on, you know

The best that I can

Hands starting to shake

And I’m starting to sweat

She’s looking back at me

Through the smoke of that cigarette

You know, it’s not in the plan

I’m getting weak in the knees

I’m looking at trouble

You know she’s staring back at me

Hold to my nerve

Buy her a drink

But the way the room is spinning

It’s getting hard to think

In that long jump suit

With the zipper up the back

Every time she spins around

She’s gonna give me a heart attack

Chorus

I thought I had game

The man with the plan

But Jesus take the wheel

You know I’m spinning right out of control

Have mercy on me, girl

A little pity on me

I’m just a braindead,

Redhead-chasing catastrophe

Not in the plans

I’m getting weak in the knees

I got redhead trouble

You know she’s lookin’ back at me

I got redhead trouble

I swear she’s lookin’ back at me