My Kind Of Trouble

she got the tightrope walker
       to go for a stroll
the baptist preacher  
      denyin' his soul
the fortune 500
      forget about rich
she stopped the executioner from
       throwin the switch

SHE'S MY KIND OF TROUBLE
MY KIND OF TROUBLE
MY KIND OF TROUBLE
I'M GONNA LOSE IT THIS TIME

she got an hour glass figure
       & a glass eyeball
got the old dry bones
      all chained to the wall
I quit breathin' when
      she strips her wig
my heart stops beatin' then
      it snaps like a twig

SHE'S MY KIND OF TROUBLE
MY KIND OF TROUBLE
MY KIND OF TROUBLE
I'M GONNA LOSE IT THIS TIME

she drives a mean '32
       with a rigged Hurst stick
on a graveyard highway
       with her tombstone trick
I  gotta picture of her mug, boys
       tattooed on mine
the clock'd  run backward
       just to tell her the time

SHE'S MY KIND OF TROUBLE
MY KIND OF TROUBLE
MY KIND OF TROUBLE
I'M GONNA LOSE IT THIS TIME

there's good men swingin'
      from the gallows pole
Senators & Congressman
      shovelling coal
the cop can't see they're
      pretendin they're blind
she got somethin' make
      'em all lose their mind

SHE'S MY KIND OF TROUBLE
MY KIND OF TROUBLE
MY KIND OF TROUBLE
I'M GONNA LOSE IT THIS TIME

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