Trouble Lyrics by Tom The Mail Man
Oh-oh, no
Oh
I got a baby at home but I still roam the streets
Lookin’ for trouble, I know somethin’ wrong with me
When I drink a bit I tend to slip in spots of Hennessey
When I hit the smoke it takes me close to the place I wanna see
I still wanna love you, wanna touch you
Bet I could fuck you even more
Don’t leave, it’s just a mistake
Don’t leave, you can’t fill my place
‘Cause I still wanna love you, wanna touch you
Bet I could fuck you even more
Don’t leave, it’s just a mistake
Don’t leave, you can’t fill my place
I got a baby at home but I still roam the streets
Lookin’ for trouble, I know somethin’ wrong with me