Why don't we keep, keep it simple You talk to your friends, and I'll be Here to mingle
You know that I, I want to be Right by your side where I ought to be You know that I, that I can see The way that your eyes seem to follow me
But I must confess my interest The way that you move when you're in that dress It's making me feel like I want to be The only man that you ever see
Whoa, ooh, I'm in trouble, trouble Whoa, ooh, I'm in trouble now Whoa, ooh, I'm in trouble, trouble Whoa, ooh, I'm in trouble now
I see you some places from time to time You keep to your business and I, I keep to mine But you know that I, I want to be Right by your side where I outgha be You know that I, that I can see The way that your eyes seem to follow me
And I must confess my interest The way that you move when you're in that dress It's making me feel like I want to be The only man that you ever see
Whoa, ooh, I'm in trouble, trouble Whoa, ooh, I'm in trouble now Whoa, ooh, I'm in trouble, trouble Whoa, ooh, I'm in trouble now
Compositor: Griffin Raymond Peterson ECAD: Obra #14423316