Hmm, yeah yeah
Hmm, mmm..

I´ve got trouble, trouble, trouble
Always knocking at my door
Yes I´m a whole lot of trouble, baby
Just like a kid in a candy store
Well, I´m nothing but trouble, babe
Not since the day that I was born
Well, I´m as good as it gets
Give you something you won´t forget
If you wanna spell trouble, babe
Well, send out an S.O.S., yes

´Cause baby´s got something,
Something you just can´t ignore
And yeah, it sure is likely, baby
You´ll keep coming back for more

I´ve got a wicked taste for trouble
And I´m never, never, satisfied
Yeah I´m a whole lot of trouble, baby
And my evil ways kill life

Oh, my, my

Well, I´ve been itching for some trouble baby
Every single day that I´m alive

[scat]

Come on, baby, come on darling
Come on sugar, ooh, yeah yeah yeah
Baby, whoa, whoa, yeah

Now listen
Can´t you see the way I move
Can´t you read it in my hips
There´s a lot that´s going on
In my pocket full of tricks
Got some secrets up my sleeve
If you know just what I mean
Got places you´ve never been
Take you out of your skin

Well I´m trouble, trouble, trouble, baby
Always knocking at my door
Yes I´m a whole lot of lot of trouble, baby
Ooh, since the day that I.. was born

Yeah, oh yeah.