Hmm, yeah yeah
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Hmm, mmm..
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I´ve got trouble, trouble, trouble
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Always knocking at my door
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Yes I´m a whole lot of touble, baby
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Just like a kid in a candy store
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Well, I´m nothing but trouble, babe
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Not since the day that I was born
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Well, I´m as good as it gets
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Give you something you won´t forget
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If you wanna spell trouble, babe
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Well, tonight it is the right way
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´Cause baby´s got something,
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Something you just can´t ignore
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And yeah, it sure is likley, baby
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You´ll keep coming back for more
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I´ve got a wicked taste for trouble
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And I´m never, never, satisfied
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Yeah I´m a whole lot of trouble, baby
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And my evil ways kill life
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Oh, my, my
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Well, I´ve been itching for some trouble baby
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Every single day that I´m alive
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[scat]
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Come on, baby, come on darling
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Come on sugar, ooh, yeah yeah yeah
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Baby, whoa, whoa, yeah
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Now listen
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Can´t you see the way I move
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Can´t you read it in my hips
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There´s a lot that´s going on
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In my pocket full of tricks
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Got some secrets up my sleeve
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If you know just what I mean
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Got places you´ve never been
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Take you out of your skin
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Well I´m trouble, trouble, trouble, baby
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Always knocking at my door
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Yes I´m a whole lot of lot of touble, baby
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Ooh, since the day that I.. was born
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Yeah, oh yeah.
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I Got Trouble
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Christina Aguilera(Å©¸®½ºÆ¼³ª ¾Æ±Ð·¹¶ó) |