Well I Play This Old Guitar From Nine To Half Past One.

I`m Just Trying To Make A Livi`n Watching Everybody Else Having Fun.

Well I Dont Miss Much If It Happens On A Dancehall Floor

Mercy, Look What Just Walked Through That Door



Well Hello T-R-O-U-B-L-E

Tell Me What In The World You`re Doi`n A-L-O-N-E

Yeah Say Hey Good L Double O-K-I-N-G

Well I Smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E



I Was A Little Bitty Baby When My Papa Hit The Skids

Mama Had A Time Tryi`n To Raise Nine Kids

She Told Me Not To Stare `cause It Was Impolite

She Did The Best She Could To Try To Raiseme Right



Cause Mama Never Told Me `bout Nothing Like Y-O-U

Bet You`re Mama Musta Been Another Good Looki`n Honey To

Hey Good L Double O-K-I-N-G

Well I Smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E



Well A Sweet Talki`n, Sexy Walkin`n, Honky Tonki`n Baby

The Men Are Gonna Love Ya And The Women Gonna Hate Ya

Remindi`n Them Of Everything They`re Never Gonna Be

May Be The Beginning Of The World War Three



`Cause The World Ain`t Ready For Nothing Like Y-O-U

I Bet You`re Mama Musta Been Another Good Looki`n Mama To, Yeah

Hey Say Hey Good L Double O-K-I-N-G

Well I Smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E



I Smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E