Elvis Presley - T-R-O-U-B-L-E | Текст песни

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(words & music by Jerry Chesnut)

I play an old piano from nine to half past one
Try to make a livin' watchin' everybody else have fun
I don't miss much if it happens on a dance hall floor
Mercy, look what just walked through that door

Well, hello T-R-0-U-B-L-E
What in the world are you doin' A-L-O-N-E?
Say, good L-double O-K-I-N-G
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 tryin' to raise nine kids
Told me not to stagger, but was up all night
And then I bet she couldn't hardly raise me right

But mama never told me 'bout nothing like a Y-O-U
Say, your mama must have been a little something or other too
Say, hello good L-double O-K-I-N-G
I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E

Well, you talk about a woman I've seen a lot of others
But too much something' and not enough another
You've got it all together like a lovin' machine
You're lookin' like glory and walkin' like a dream

Mother Nature's sure been good to Y-O-U
And your mama must have been a good lookin' mother too
Say, hey, good L-double O-K-I-N-G
I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E

Well, you talk about a trouble-makin' hunka poky face,
That men are gonna love and all the women gonna hate
Oh, the world ain't ready for nothin' like a Y-O-U
Well, I bet your mama must have been a good lookin' mother
too

Say hey good L-double O-K-I-N-G
I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E


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