Trouble

I was the one
The talk of the town
I lived on the run
But those girls keep tying me down

You were the girl
Queen for a day
Tried to resist
But I got a little carried away

Now I think I saw your picture on the cover of a magazine
I don't remember just when
A remarkable resemblance to the girl in all my fantasies
Looks like trouble again

I might have known
There's no use tempting fate
I fall fast and hard
When I try to get out, it's too late

Now you're purring like a newlywed who's waiting for the big event
Waiting for the girl to say when
And I can't resist the pleasures of your artificial paradise
Looks like trouble again

So, it begins
Just as it ends
One look at you
And it looks like trouble again

Now I think I saw your picture on the cover of a magazine
I don't remember just when
A remarkable resemblance to the girl in all my fantasies
Looks like trouble again

Looks like trouble
I'm in trouble again
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