Hmmm hummm mmmm
Mmmmm

I've got trouble, trouble, trouble
Always knockin' at my door
Yes I'm a whole lot of trouble baby
Like a kid in a candy store
Well, I'm nothing but trouble babe
Not since the day that I was born

Well, I as good as it gets
Give you something you won't forget
If you wanna spell trouble, baby
Well, tonight it is the right way

'Cos baby got something
Something you can't just ignore
And it sure is likley baby
You'll keep coming back for more

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

Oh, my mind

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

(Scat)

Come on baby, come on darling
Come to me, ohh 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 pockets full of tricks
Got some secrets up my sleeve
If you know what I mean
Got places you've never been
Take you out of your skin

I've got trouble, trouble, trouble
Always knockin' at my door
Yes I'm a whole lot of trouble baby
Ooh, since the day that I... Was born

Yeah, oh yeah