Trouble for Life Songtext
von Cliff Eberhardt

You got the tough little face
You got the wiggle when you walk
And you always make me blush
Every single time we talk
You got the big attitude
Never run from a fight
I′m in trouble with you
And I'm in trouble for life

You got the weird way you think
You got the wicked, wicked ways
You like to call in sick to work
Every day a holiday
You like to do it at noon
You like to do it all night
I′m in trouble with you
And I'm in trouble for life


Can I please come to your party?
Won't you let me in?
I will promise not to break things
Let the games begin

You better look me in the eye
Baby, maybe met your match
Oh, just look at how you drive
You′re gonna wreck the Cadillac
You better let me take the wheel
From the back seat give advice
I′m in trouble with you
And I'm in trouble for life

Can I please come to your party?
Won′t you let me in?
I will promise not to break things
Let the games begin


You got the tough little face
You got the wiggle when you walk
Oh, you always make me blush
Every single time we talk
You got the big attitude
You never run from a fight
I'm in trouble with you
And I′m in trouble for life
I'm in trouble with you
And I′m in trouble for life