Christina Aguilera "I Got Trouble" |
Mm, oh yeah I've got trouble, trouble, trouble Always knockin' at my door Yes, I'm a whole lot of touble, baby Just like a kid in a candy store Well, I'm nothing but trouble, babe Now since the day that I was born Well, I'm as good as it ever gets Give you something you won't forget If you wanna spell trouble, babe Well, send out an S.O.S This baby's got something, Something you just can't ignore And yeah, it sure is likely, babe You'll keep on comin' 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 can't hide Oh, my my Well, I've been itching for some trouble, babe Every single day that I'm alive (scat) Come on baby, come on darling Come on sugar, ooh, yeah yeah Hey, woo, whoa, said 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 never been I'll take you out of your skin Well I'm trouble, trouble, trouble, baby Always knocking at my door, yeah Yeah, a whole lotta, lotta touble, babe Ooh, since the day that I was born Yeah, oh yeah Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |