Trouble's Got A Name © 2012 Frank Sugrue all rights reserved
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LyricsTrouble's got a nameBut you haven't heard it yet Once you start the game You'll wish you could forget Trouble's got a face And she's got a plan Trouble wrote a play You're the leading man The day you put her number in your wallet You said this feels right, must be solid Now the phone's been ringing in the middle of the night Car pulls up across the street, dimming its lights Trouble's got a smile That gets inside your skin Takes a little while Before the burn begins At first you think it's sweet Hey, feelin' kind of nice But then you feel the squeeze Trouble's got a vice Try to think way back to the beginning Your heart was pounding, head was spinning Oh, those memories are all but gone Your soul looks like your bank account, overdrawn Trouble's got a walk And she's walkin' over here Once you hear her talk And that music's in your ears Then she's got you hooked And you're underneath her spell Cause Trouble's got that look Trouble's got that smell Once the word is out You will never be the same Since the minute you found out Trouble's got a name |