Trouble Lyrics - Uh Oh - Cowboy Mouth

I can feel your breath on the back of my neck 

As your fingers torture my palm 

I can hear your voice whisper me mad, saying 

"Relax little boy, stay calm" 

I can see you simmerin' between your eyes 

With every angry word and hurt tear 

Slap me with the glove of your true love 

While you teach me the meaning of fear 

Here comes trouble 

And trouble is all I see 

Here comes trouble 

The trouble looks good to me 

I can feel your mouth beginning to purr 

Saying, "Baby's got to have some' 

Tell me what you done to you 

And everything you need to become 

You can watch me shiver at the tip of your touch 

You can drive me close to insane 

Teach this little guy, it's okay to cry 

While I'm learning the pleasure of pain 

Here comes trouble 

And trouble is all I see 

Here comes trouble 

But trouble looks good to me 

Trouble looks good to me 

Do you like my kinda danger? 

Do you love my kinda style? 

Am I just another stranger 

You'll get bored with after-while? 

Yeah, feed me fingers, dipped in whipped cream 

Let me bite what I cannot kiss 

Is there anything in this fucked up world 

That is as good or as bad as this? 

Here comes trouble 

But trouble is all I see 

Here comes trouble 

But trouble looks good to me 

Here comes trouble 

And trouble is all I see 

Here comes trouble 

But trouble looks good to me 

Trouble looks good to me 

Trouble looks good to me 

Trouble looks good to me 

Trouble with a capital T 

Trouble looks good to me 

Trouble looks good to me 

Trouble looks good to me 

Trouble looks good to me 

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