Trouble

Get your back against the wall Put your hands up, Mister Small I am here to set you straight I don't have time to argue your way Oh, give you one more chance To get yourself off Oh, give you one more chance To tell me why you came You're trouble Just trouble So now you're beating to my drum What's wrong? Sweet pea, cats got your tongue The more I begin to understand The more I find you're such a bad man Oh, give you one more chance To come clean to me Oh, give me one more chance To orchestrate a plan You're trouble Just trouble Oh, you have too much fun Breaking all the wounds Oh, maybe so much fun I just might break them too You're trouble Ooh, just trouble Ooh, you're trouble Ooh, just trouble