Trouble In the Home

We used to be all lovey dovey

We used to breathe as one

But now we're all pushy shovey

We stare at each other like two loaded guns

Trouble in the home

Trouble in the home

The dog don't get his bone

When there's trouble in the home

You and me we swore we'd never

Fool around no more

Now the feeling's strong as ever

But it ain't the same feeling that we felt before

Trouble in the home

Trouble in the home

The dog don't get his bone

When there's trouble...

The phone rings and there's just breathing

Then a voice says, listen, man

When you come home this evening

You'll walk in the front door, hear the back door slam

Trouble in the home

Trouble in the home

The dog don't get his bone

When there's trouble...

Trouble in the home

Trouble in the home

Trouble

Trouble

Trouble

In my home