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No attorneys - to plead my case No opiates - to send me into outer spase And my fingers are bejeweled With diamonds and gold but that ain''t gonna help me now Chorus I''m trouble - year trouble now I''m trouble y''all. I disturb my own town I''m trouble - year trouble now I''m trouble y''all. I got trouble in my town Verse2 Youthink you''re right, but you were wrong You tried to take me, but I knew all along You can''t take me for aride I''m not a fool now - so you better run and hide Chorus Bridge If you see me coming down the street Then you know it''s time to go |
