TROUBLE COMES CALLING

When I met Trouble she danced round the table
I met Trouble she danced round the table
She looked young and I looked able
And now Trouble keeps calling on me

She smells like smoke and tastes like desire
She smells like smoke and tastes like desire
And all I’ve got that’s all that she requires
Oh and Trouble keeps calling on me

But tell her I’m broke, ain’t got no money
Tell her I’m broke, ain’t got no money
And that a poor man’s jokes ain’t half so funny
Oh and Trouble keeps calling on me

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Here she comes -- there she goes
Trouble finds what Trouble knows
First my body, now my soul’s. . . in Trouble

I know she’s no good and I know I know better
I know she’s no good and I know I know better
But she’s carved like flint and she’s cut like a feather
And trouble keeps calling on me

I’m damned if I do but I will if she lets me
Damned if I do but I will if she lets me
Cause it sure begs the question when the question comes beggin’
Oh and trouble keeps calling on me

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Trouble can dance and trouble can tremble
She’ll show herself seamless or watch herself crumble
And she’ll build you up big just to watch your ass tumble
Oh and trouble keeps calling on me

Trouble’s a maybe and trouble’s a sometimes
Trouble’s a desperate edge on the fun times
And the most beautiful bomb’s they’ve still got to blow sometimes
And trouble keeps calling on me

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As the years get long and my eyes get bigger
And the skinside and inside both pull the trigger
Well her’s ain’t a beauty I struggle to figure
Oh and trouble keeps calling on me

Now I call her Trouble and she calls me Weakness
I call her Trouble and she calls me Weakness
A sweet symbiosis of cause and convenience
Oh and Trouble keeps calling on me
Oh now Trouble she keeps calling on me
Oh now Trouble please keep calling on me

Chorus

Copyright 2007. Words and music by Danny Schmidt.