Don't fly me in the moon
Don't put me in a bouble
Don't come on me, to cuddle
'Cos all i want is trouble
Give me a row, right now
Stor it up, clean the air
What is what, is only fair
I want the trouble
Don't want the petty still
Don't want to be feeling small
Don't leave the stain on me name trouble
It's the end the shame
I want trouble
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