Trouble in Mind

I steal my cigs from the Seventy-Six Smokin' up in church, up to all my tricks I'm a bad little angel, I fell from grace Georgia Peach gone bad, yeah, you know the taste, and If you must know what I think of you, then So help me Lord, I'm gonna speak the truth And I try And I try, try, try And I try To do right But I – Got trouble in mind (got trouble in mind) I – Got trouble in mind (got trouble in mind) Born under a bad sign, like Albert King He heard the Matchbox Blues I like to sing I'll break your heart, baby, for the kicks I'm a bonafide slacker and I like a quick fix I could behave, but what's the use? So help me Lord, I've gotta cut loose And I try And I try, try, try And I try To do right But I – Got trouble in mind (got trouble in mind) I – Got trouble in mind (got trouble in mind) Shimmery shake, how long did I ache? Oh doctor, you tell me, you'll give me something for this pain And I – Got trouble in mind (trouble in mind) Wo-ho-ho-hole gone Wo-ho-ho, encore (woow) Ho-ho-ho-ho, and I try And I try! I got to Paris, all the lights went down They built the Berlin Wall to keep me out I broke your heart from thirty-thousand feet? Then post a danger sign every where I'll sleep 'Cause I – Got trouble in mind (got trouble in mind) I – Got trouble in my mind I – Got trouble in mind (got trouble in mind) I – Got trouble in mind (got trouble in mind) Shake, shake, how long did I ache? Oh doctor, you gotta give me something for this pain Oh, shimmery shake, how long did I ache? Oh doctor, you gotta give me something for this pain