Big Trouble Songtext
von Tim Noah

Talk about trouble
Big trouble
Let me tell you ′bout trouble
Big trouble
One day trouble came looking for me
It was a kid they called B.T
Out on the schoolyard waiting for me
Big trouble
Oh, oh, uh-oh, big trouble


Well, he flexed his biceps
Big trouble (Uh-oh, big trouble)
I took a few back steps
Seeing double (Uh-oh, big trouble)
I tried to keep calm, I had to stay cool
He said, "I'm gonna make mincemeat out of you"
Then I saw these initials on his tattoo
B.T. (Uh-oh, big trouble)
Oh, oh, uh-oh, big trouble (Oh, trouble)

I tried to talk it over
He laughed in my face
Well, he took a swing at me
Big trouble (Uh-oh, big trouble)

Then I guess I went crazy
Big trouble (Uh-oh, big trouble)
I danced like a maniac, a whole lot of jazz
A little razzle-dazzle and a razzmatazz
I kept on dancing ′til he ran out of gas
Big trouble (Uh-oh, big trouble)
Oh, oh, uh-oh, big trouble

Oh, oh, uh-oh, big trouble
Oh, oh, uh-oh
No trouble