Lyrics

TROUBLE
by Arthur Sherry c2016

E
You're trouble,
From your head down to your heel.
A
Strutting out on Broadway,
E
You do just what you feel.
B7 (2 fret)
Down to Sixty Fourth.
Stride past the guys.
Seldom tell the truth,
A7-9
But you, never lie.

Trouble
The devil will pay.
Your slap of love.
Always gets you your way.
Cross their path.
Watching eyes.
Never had a chance with you,
Dearie.

(A) Red hair attitude,
(C#m) steps well planned.
(F#) puckered lips threaten yes,
(B) You'll get your man.
(C#7) Eye wink no blink
(E7) No second best
(F) You're gonna make a
(B7) fool of all the rest.
Trouble

(Break)

(Bridge)
A
Your daisy chains catch,
E
Even the best!
A
But your Daisy cutters.
B7
Put them to your test.

A whole lot of Trouble,
Beneath that ruby red.
No man will ever,
Get inside your head.
You like it
Wheels within wheels.
The way you think,
A7-9
Way you make them feel.

Trouble

(A) Red hair attitude,
(C#m) steps well planned.
(F#) pucker lips threaten yes,
(B) You'll get your man.
(C#7) Eye wink no blink
(E7) No second best
(F) You're gonna make a
(B7) fool of all the rest.

Trouble,

Trouble.

Your Daisy cutters sure clear out the field.