Текст песни The Trouble With Girls

The trouble with girls is their a mystery
Something about em puzzles me
Spend my whole life tryn' to figure out
Just what dem' girls are all about

The trouble with girls is there so damn pretty
Everything about em does something to me
Well I guess that's the way it's supposed to be

They smile that smile
They bat those eyes
They steal you with hello
They kill you with goodbye

Thy hook you with one touch
And you can't break free
yeah, the trouble with girls
Is nobody loves trouble as much as me

They're sugar and spice and angel wings
Their hell on wheels tight blue jeans
A summer night down by the lake
An old memory that you can't change

They're hard to find there's so many of em
The way that you hate, that you already love them
But I guess that's the way it's supposed to be

They smile that smile
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They steal you with hello
They kill you with goodbye

The hook you with one touch
And you can't break free
yeah, the trouble with girls
Is nobody loves trouble as much as me

Way they hold you out on the dance floor
Way they ride you in the middle of your truck
Way they give you a kiss at the front door
Leave you wishing you could have gone up
Just as you walk away
they hear that sweet voice, say:
stay

They smile that smile
They bat those eyes
They steal you with hello
They kill you with goodbye

Their the perfect drug
And I can't break free
Yeah, the trouble with girls
Is nobody loves trouble as much as me