The Trouble With You

THE TROUBLE WITH YOU
Written by Donna Ulisse
©2009 Uncle Hadley Music (ASCAP)




I’ll tell you flat baby, I’m some part cat
I’ll surely scratch when it comes to what’s mine
Why you want to taunt me, honey, you don’t really want me
Bowin’ up and clawin’ out some strange girls eyes
You walk in a room like an accident waitin’ to happen
Usin’ your smile knowing how it’s gonna turn every head
You put me on guard when your baby blues start flashin’
Then I’m blinded by my thoughts that race around in shades of red

CHORUS:
The trouble with you is that you’re so good lookin’
And lookin’ at you is what the women do
The trouble with me is that I don’t trust women
Especially when they’re lookin’ at the trouble with you


You keep me nervous, I know you’re worth it
Don’t want to curse it with my runaway mind
Why can’t I be thankful ‘stead of green-eyed mean and hateful
It’s just that I’m so scared you’ll be the leavin’ kind
You’re shinin’ like a penny, throwin’ your charm ‘round the room
Struttin’ like a star somewhere in Hollywood
You’re actin’ like you don’t know what your walks gonna do
While I’m holdin’ me in check but I’d rather throw a fit if I could
And I could

CHORUS:
The trouble with you is that you’re so good lookin’
And lookin’ at you is what the women do
The trouble with me is that I don’t trust women
Especially when they’re lookin’ at the trouble with you