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Get your back against the wall
Put your hands up, Mister Small
I am here to set you straight
I don't have time to argue your way
Oh, give you one more chance
To get yourself off
Oh, give you one more chance
To tell me why you came
You're trouble
Just trouble
So now you're beating to my drum
What's wrong? Sweet pea, cats got your tongue
The more I begin to understand
The more I find you're such a bad man
Oh, give you one more chance
To come clean to me
Oh, give me one more chance
To orchestrate a plan
You're trouble
Just trouble
Oh, you have too much fun
Breaking all the wounds
Oh, maybe so much fun
I just might break them too
You're trouble
Ooh, just trouble
Ooh, you're trouble
Ooh, just trouble
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