Elvis Presley - T-r-o-u-b-l-e

I play an old piano from nine till a half past one
Tryin' to make a livin' watchin' everybody else havin' fun
Well, I don't miss much that ever happens on a dance hall floor
Mercy, look what just walked through that door

Well, hello T-R-O-U-B-L-E
What in the world you doin' A-L-O-N-E?
Say, hey good L-double O-K-I-N-G
I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E

I was a little bitty baby when my papa hit the skids
Mama had a time tryin' to raise nine kids
Told me not to stare 'cause it was impolite
And did the best she could to try to raise me right

Hey, but mama never told me 'bout nothing like Y-O-U
Say, your mother must have been another somethin' or another too
Hey, hey good L-double O-K-I-N-G
I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E

Well, you talk about a woman I've seen a lot of others
But too much somethin' and not enough another
You've got it all together like a lovin' machine
Lookin' like glory and walkin' like a dream

Mother Nature's sure been good to Y-O-U
Well, your mother must have been another good lookin' mother too
Hey, say, hey good L-double O-K-I-N-G
I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E

Well, you talk about a trouble-makin' hunka pokey bait,
The men are gonna love and all the women gonna hate
Reminding them of everything they're never gonna be
Maybe the beginning of the World War III
'Cause, the world ain't ready for nothin' like a Y-O-U
Well, I bet your mother must have been
a good lookin' mother too

Say hey good L-double O-K-I-N-G
I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E