Intro: Hmm yeah yeah   Hmm mmm.. I’ve got trouble trouble trouble Always knocking at my door Yes I’m a whole lot of trouble baby Just like a kid in a candy store Well I’m nothing but trouble babe Now since the day that I was born Well I’m as good as it ever gets Give you something you won’t forget If you wanna spell trouble babe Well send out an S.O.S ’Cause baby’s got something Something you just can’t ignore And yeah it sure is likely baby   You’ll keep coming back for more I’ve got a wicked taste for trouble And I’m never never satisfied Yeah I’m a whole lot of trouble baby And my evil ways can’t hide Oh my my Well I’ve been itching for some trouble baby   Every single day that I’m alive (scat) Come on baby come on darling Come on sugar ooh yeah yeah yeah Baby whoa whoa yeah Now listen Can’t you see the way I move Can’t you read it in my hips There’s a lot that’s going on In my pocket full of tricks Got some secrets up my sleeve If you know just what I mean Got places you’ve never been Take you out of your skin Well I’m trouble trouble trouble baby Always knocking at my door Yes I’m a whole lot of lot of trouble baby   Ooh since the day that I.. was born Yeah oh yeah.