You just know, that when a girl this blonde, with such long legs and wearing a skirt that short, wants to make friends with Tinqui8 and have a nice photo taken with him...her boyfriend isn't going to be very pleased....oh no, indeed no....
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When I saw then lyrics wondered if they were yours, and kind of thought it would be pretty cool to do something around the idea...so whatever you have in mind....
See the girl with the tight skirt walkin'?
Legs up to there, that's what I'm talkin'!
Everthing's swinging, it's incredibly freein'-
I cannot believe exactly what I'm seein'
Looks like Trouble
Trouble with a capital T
I think I'm seein' double
And it don't look good for me.
When she sways, the earth start to shake!
I pray she stays; my knees start to quake!
When she gets close, she's castin' her spell -
Her secret perfume ain't all I can smell
I smell Trouble
Trouble with a capital T
My blood starts to bubble
And her fire is a-meltin' me.
I ain't her man, and I know it ain't right
The siren's howlin';someone's startin' a fight
If I go down 'fore that final bell
Make sure she hears what I said when I fell
Sounds like Trouble
Trouble with a capital T
You know you're in trouble
When she's all you can hear, smell and see.
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When I saw then lyrics wondered if they were yours, and kind of thought it would be pretty cool to do something around the idea...so whatever you have in mind....
Just doing my bit...glad to be of service.
Thanks for the title and photo inspiration for the lyric. You'll get a credit when my CD comes out toward the end of 2012.
Courtney Love?
Legs up to there, that's what I'm talkin'!
Everthing's swinging, it's incredibly freein'-
I cannot believe exactly what I'm seein'
Looks like Trouble
Trouble with a capital T
I think I'm seein' double
And it don't look good for me.
When she sways, the earth start to shake!
I pray she stays; my knees start to quake!
When she gets close, she's castin' her spell -
Her secret perfume ain't all I can smell
I smell Trouble
Trouble with a capital T
My blood starts to bubble
And her fire is a-meltin' me.
I ain't her man, and I know it ain't right
The siren's howlin';someone's startin' a fight
If I go down 'fore that final bell
Make sure she hears what I said when I fell
Sounds like Trouble
Trouble with a capital T
You know you're in trouble
When she's all you can hear, smell and see.