I got trouble, trouble, trouble Always knockin’ at my door Yes, I’m a whole lotta trouble, baby Just like a kid in a candy store Well, I’m nothin’ but trouble, babe Now since the day that I was born Well I’m as good as it ever gets Give you somethin’ you won’t forget If you wanna spell trouble, babe Well, send out an S.O.S., hey This baby’s got somethin’ Somethin’ you just can’t ignore And yeah, it sure is likely, babe You’ll keep on coming back for more I’ve got a wicked taste for trouble And I’m never, never satisfied Yeah, I’m a whole lotta trouble, baby And my evil ways can’t hide, oh my my Well, I been itchin’ for some trouble babe Every single day that I’m alive Come on, baby Come on, darlin’ Come on, sugar Baby, ooh, yeah Now listen Can’t you see the way I move? Can’t you read it in my hips? There’s lots that’s goin’ on In my pocket full of tricks Got some secrets up my sleeve If you know just what I mean Got places you never been I’ll take you out of your skin Well, I’m trouble, trouble, trouble, baby Always knockin’ at my door Yeah, I’m a whole lotta, lotta trouble, babe Since the day that I was born