I steal my cigs from the Seven-Six
smoking up in church, up to all my tricks
I?m a bad little angel, I fell from Grace
Georgia Peach gone bad, yeah, you know the taste
If you must know what I think of you,
so help me Lord, I?m going to speak the truth
and I try, and I try, try, try
and I try to do right
And I I
I got trouble in mind(got trouble in mind)
I I
I got trouble in mind
Born under a bad sign, like Albert King,
I have the matchbox Blues, I like to sing
I will break your heart, honey, for the kicks
I?m a bona fide slacker and I like quick fix
I could behave but what?s the use,
so help me Lord, I gotta cut loose
and I try, and I try, try, try
and I try to do right
And I I
I got trouble in mind(got, trouble in mind)
I I
I got trouble in mind
I shiver and shake, I moan, I ache
oh doctor got to give me something for this pain,'cause
I I
I got trouble in mind, trouble in mind
Solo
I got to Paris, all the lights went down
They built the Berlin Wall to keep me out
I broke your heart from thirty thousand feet
They post a danger sing everywhere I sleep, 'cause
I I
I got trouble in mind(got, trouble in mind)
I I
I got trouble in mind(got, trouble in mind)
I I
I got trouble in my mind
I I
I got trouble in mind(got, trouble in mind)
I shiver and shake, I moan, I ache
oh doctor got to give me something for this pain
I shiver and shake, I moan, I ache
oh doctor got to give me something for this pain, 'cause
I I
I got trouble in mind(got, trouble in mind)
I I
I got trouble in mind