Paroles de T-r-o-u-b-l-e

I play an old piano from nine till a half past one
Tryin' to make a livin' watchin' everybody have fun
Well, i don't miss much that ever happens on a dance hall floor
Mercy, look what just walked through that door
Well, hello t-r-0-u-b-l-e
What in the world you're doin' a-l-o-n-e?
Say, good l-double o-k-i-n-g
I smell t-r-o-u-b-l-e
I was a little bitty baby when my papa hit the skids
Mama had a time tryin' to raise nine kids
Told me not to stare 'cause it was impolite

And did the best she could to try to raise me right
But mama never told me 'bout nothing like y-o-u
Say, your mama must have been another something or the other too
Say, hello good l-double o-k-i-n-g
I smell t-r-o-u-b-l-e
Well, you talk about a woman i've seen a lot of others
But too much something' and not enough another
You've got it all together like a lovin' machine
Lookin' like glory and walkin' like a dream
Mother nature's sure been good to y-o-u
Well, your mama must have been another g