Ain't You Trouble Lyrics

I heard about your racket,
From a friend of mine in town.
Said you are the Queen of Spades,
And throwin’ jokers down.
Chorus:
Ain’t you trouble baby.
Ain’t you trouble baby.
Lord I swear your name is trouble,
You know I’m sure we met before.
I could sit for hours
And gaze into your pretty eyes.
Windows to your soul
Are just a thinly veiled disguise.
(Chorus)
(Guitar solo)

I’ve been runnin’ from you
Ever since the day we met.
And everytime I see you
I smell fear and sense regret.
(Chorus)
(Harp solo)
The twisted path I walk
Is where you took my hand and led.
And I could eat my words for years
Inside your sticky web.
(Chorus)
(Harp ending)
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Lyrics submitted by Chris Balding.