She’s trouble..
She’s gonna burn in hell..
She’s gonna burn in hell..
She’s trouble..
It isn’t hard to tell..
It isn’t hard to tell..
And she’s rolling all night long...
She’s got no sense of wrong..
She’s got no sense of wrong..
With her unfamiliar song...
She’ll turn your heart to rubble...
She’ll turn your heart to rubble...
She’s trouble....
She looks so swell..
She looks so swell..
She’s trouble...
She rings your bell...
She rings your bell...
She takes her reckless stride...
And let’s her glances glide....
And let’s her glances glide....
With devil on her side......
It’s not much of a struggle....
It’s not much of a struggle....
She's trouble
She's gonna burn in hell....
God knows he couldn't tame her...
God knows you couldn't blame her...
She had long upheld her pride...
But on lonely nights she cried...
And when the ache did not subside....
She'd blow her woes in bubble
She's gonna burn in hell....
God knows he couldn't tame her...
God knows you couldn't blame her...
She had long upheld her pride...
But on lonely nights she cried...
And when the ache did not subside....
She'd blow her woes in bubble
She's trouble...