Trouble Songtext
von Nicolette Larson

One, two, one, two, three, four

You yelled "hey" when your car wouldn′t start
So you got real nervous and started to eat your heart out
Now, you're so fat, your shoes don′t fit on your feet
You got trouble and it's tailor-made
Oh, mama, lay your head down in the shade

'Cause your eyes are tired and your feet are too
And you wish the world was as tired as you, oh
I′m gonna write a letter and I′ll send it away
And put all the trouble in it you had today


Well, your telephone rang and you went "Oh, ho"
And you forgot about this and you forgot about that
But you gotta get back to what you're doin′
Goodbye, click, that's so-and-so
You′re an island and on your own
And you yelled "hey" when the stove blew up
Upset? Why, yes
Now, the footprints on your ceiling, they're almost gone
And you wonder why
Oh, mama, lay your head down, don′t you cry

'Cause your eyes are tired and your feet are too
And you wish the world was as tired as you, oh
I'm gonna write a letter and I′ll send it away
And put all the trouble in it you had today