Tekst Utworu

Thinkin' about the good times, baby Remembering the bad Memories of woken dreams only make me sad I keep fooling myself now, baby I got myself to blame I shoulda known better, girl 'Cause trouble is your middle name Trouble, trouble Trouble is your middle name Trouble, trouble Trouble is your middle name Too soon to know now, babe Too soon to tell Where you gonna take me, girl? Heaven or hell? I keep fooling myself now, baby It's always the same You're no angel of mercy And trouble is your middle name Trouble, trouble Trouble is your middle name Trouble, trouble Trouble is your middle name Trouble is your middle name Trouble is your middle name Trouble is your middle name Trouble is your middle name I shoulda known better Thinking about the good times, baby Remembering the bad Memories of broken dreams only make me mad I've been fooling myself now, baby I got myself to blame I shoulda known better, girl 'Cause trouble is your middle name Trouble, trouble Trouble is your middle name Trouble, trouble Trouble is your middle name Trouble, trouble Trouble is your middle name Trouble, trouble Trouble is your middle name Trouble Trouble is your middle name Trouble Trouble is your middle name Trouble Trouble is your middle name Trouble, trouble Trouble is your middle name
Writer(s): Joel David Hoekstra, David Coverdale Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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