Karaoké T-R-O-U-B-L-E Travis Tritt

Well

Well I play an old guitar from nine 'till half past one

I'm just tryin' to make a livin' watchin' everybody else havin' fun

Well I don't miss much if it happens on a dance hall floor

Mercy, look what just walked through the door

Well hello T-R-O-U-B-L-E tell me what in the world you doin' A-L-O-N-E

Yeah I said hey good

L-double-O-K-I-N-G

Well I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E

I was a little bitty baby when my papa hit the skids

Mama had a time tryin' to raise nine kids

She told me not to stare 'cos it was impolite

She did the best she could to try to raise me right

Well mama never told me 'bout nothin' like Y-O-U

Bet your mama must've been another good lookin' honey too

Hey hey good

L-double-O-K-I-N-G

Well I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E yeah

Well you're a sweet talkin' sexy walkin' honky tonkin' baby

The men are gonna love ya and the women gonna hate ya

Remindin' them of everything they're never gonna be

May be the beginning of World War Three

'Cos the world ain't ready for nothing like Y-O-U

I bet your mama must've been another good lookin' mama too

Hey I said hey good

L-double-O-K-I-N-G

Well I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E

Yeah

I said hey

I said hey

I said hey

I said hey

Well I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E

Yeah dah