Trouble Trouble Trouble
Trouble trouble trouble
Just seems to follow me around.
Rainy Sunday Monday Tuesday
Since my baby he left town.
He said that he would call me
As soon as he was settled down
And then I could go and join him.
But that damn phone ain't made a sound.
Seems the clock is stuck in neutral
And the days they're just dragging by
And when I can't keep my hopes up
I just sit right down and cry.
People said that he was trouble
And he won't hang around for long.
And soon I would wake up to find
That that man was just up and gone.
So trouble trouble trouble
Please stop following me around
I'm so tired of being lonely
And having love just let me down.
Copyright © Joe Murphy | Year Posted 2015
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