Hmm yeah yeah. Hmm mmm... I've got trouble trouble trouble. Always knocking at my door. Yes I'm a whole lot of trouble baby. Just like a kid in a candy store. Well I'm nothing but trouble babe. Not since the day that I was born. Well I'm as good as it gets. Give you something you won't forget. If you wanna spell trouble babe. Well send out an S.O.S. yes. 'Cause baby's got something. Something you just can't ignore. And yeah it sure is likely baby. You'll keep coming back for more. I've got a wicked taste for trouble. And I'm never never satisfied. Yeah I'm a whole lot of trouble baby. And my evil ways can't hide. Oh my my. Well I've been itching for some trouble baby. Every single day that I'm alive. [scat]. Come on baby come on darling. Come on sugar ooh yeah yeah yeah. Baby whoa whoa yeah. Now listen. Can't you see the way I move. Can't you read it in my hips. There's a lot that's going on. In my pocket full of tricks. Got some secrets up my sleeve. If you know just what I mean. Got places you've never been. Take you out of your skin. Well I'm trouble trouble trouble baby. Always knocking at my door. Yes I'm a whole lot of lot of trouble baby. Ooh since the day that I.. was born. Yeah oh yeah