Trouble Lyrics - Dan Mccafferty

You yelled "hey!" 

When your car wouldn't start 

You got real nervous 

And started to eat your heart out 

You're so fat your shoes don't fit on your feet 

You've got trouble 

And it's tailor made 

Mama, lay your head down in the shade 

Chorus: 

Cause your eye's are tired 

And your feet are to 

You wish the world was as tired as you 

Well I'll write a letter 

And I'll send it away 

Put all the trouble in it you've had today 

Well your telephone rang 

And you yelled "no!" 

Well you forgot about this and you forgot about that 

Got to get back to what you're doing 

Goodbye, quit that, so and so 

You're an island and on your own 

And you yelled "hey!" 

When the stove blew up 

Upset? why yes 

The footprints on your ceiling are almost gone 

And you're wonderin' why 

Mama lay your head down 

Now don't you cry 

(copyright lowell george)