Song | She's the Kind of Trouble |
Artist | Brooks & Dunn |
Album | Waitin' On Sundown |
作词 : Brooks | |
Well, you might say trouble is my middle name | |
I can't get ahead of the game | |
Runnin' on empty and | |
I'm runnin' late | |
Bossman's yelling, won't give me a break | |
I could write a book about getting behind | |
But there's one kind of trouble that | |
I don't mind | |
She meets me after work when the sun goes down | |
She's the kind of trouble that makes the world go 'round | |
Total strangers, even my best friends | |
Bird-dog my baby when she walks in | |
She's a little slice of heaven and hell on heels | |
And never gonna walk the line | |
Oh, but she's the kind of trouble that | |
I don't mind | |
We're dancing to the band and from the time we start | |
They circle like hungry sharks | |
They're cuttin' in quick as | |
I can cut 'em loose | |
I could get jealous but it ain't no use | |
She can't help it 'cause she's so fine | |
She's the kind of trouble that | |
I don't mind | |
We're dancing to the band and from the time we start | |
They circle like hungry sharks | |
They're cuttin' in quick as | |
I can cut 'em loose | |
I could get jealous but it ain't no use | |
She can't help it 'cause she's so fine | |
She's the kind of trouble that | |
I don't mind | |
She's hanging out the window on the way back home | |
She yells at everybody, just come on along | |
Party at my place just follow the truck | |
We'll be cuttin' a rug 'til the sun comes up | |
She's a little slice of heaven, hell on heels | |
And never gonna walk the line | |
Oh, but she's the kind of that | |
I don't mind |
zuò cí : Brooks | |
Well, you might say trouble is my middle name | |
I can' t get ahead of the game | |
Runnin' on empty and | |
I' m runnin' late | |
Bossman' s yelling, won' t give me a break | |
I could write a book about getting behind | |
But there' s one kind of trouble that | |
I don' t mind | |
She meets me after work when the sun goes down | |
She' s the kind of trouble that makes the world go ' round | |
Total strangers, even my best friends | |
Birddog my baby when she walks in | |
She' s a little slice of heaven and hell on heels | |
And never gonna walk the line | |
Oh, but she' s the kind of trouble that | |
I don' t mind | |
We' re dancing to the band and from the time we start | |
They circle like hungry sharks | |
They' re cuttin' in quick as | |
I can cut ' em loose | |
I could get jealous but it ain' t no use | |
She can' t help it ' cause she' s so fine | |
She' s the kind of trouble that | |
I don' t mind | |
We' re dancing to the band and from the time we start | |
They circle like hungry sharks | |
They' re cuttin' in quick as | |
I can cut ' em loose | |
I could get jealous but it ain' t no use | |
She can' t help it ' cause she' s so fine | |
She' s the kind of trouble that | |
I don' t mind | |
She' s hanging out the window on the way back home | |
She yells at everybody, just come on along | |
Party at my place just follow the truck | |
We' ll be cuttin' a rug ' til the sun comes up | |
She' s a little slice of heaven, hell on heels | |
And never gonna walk the line | |
Oh, but she' s the kind of that | |
I don' t mind |