Johnny Dailey - Trouble

Trouble
Was breaking a curfew on a Birmingham night,
Whoever said nothing,
Nothing good happens after midnight

Has never been 2 into a six pack
Tailgate kicked back Holding on to you Under a Dilishaw moon

You were looking to paint outside the lines
I was tattoo ink, and a four wheel drive
You were heading to me didn’t think about what
Your daddy told you way back when,
you were the queen of Alabama
And I was trouble

Trouble
Fun to get into hard to get out
We just leaned on the throttle
Put a little red dirt dust on your crown

Still hear that small town talk
Saying he’s a lost cause
Girl your making a mistake
gonna throw it all away but…

You were looking to paint outside the lines
I was tattoo ink, and a four wheel drive
You were heading to me didn’t think about what
Your daddy told you way back when,
you were the queen of Alabama
And I was trouble

Trouble…
Ohhhh ohhhh ohhhhh
Trouble…
Ohhhh ohhhh ohhhhh
Trouble…
Ohhhh ohhhh ohhhhh

You were looking to paint outside the lines
I was tattoo ink, and a four wheel drive
You were heading to me didn’t think about what
Your daddy told you way back when,
you were the queen of Alabama
And I was trouble

Written by:
AARON ESHUIS, JOE CLEMMONS, JOHNNY DAILEY

Publisher:
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