I steal my cigs from the seven six
Smokin' up in church up to all my tricks
I'm a bad little angel i fell from grace
Georgia peach gone bad, yeah
You know the taste

And if you must know what I think of you
So help me, Lord i'm gonna speak the truth

And I try and I try, try, try
And I try to do right

But I i got trouble in mind
(Got trouble in mind)
I i got trouble in mind
(Got trouble in mind)

Born under a bad sign like Albert King
He had the matchbox blues i like to sing
I'll break your heart baby, for the kicks
I'm a bonafide slacker
And I like a quick fix

I could behave but what's the use?
So help me, Lord i got to cut loose

And I try and I try, try, try
And I try to do right

But I i got trouble in mind
(Got trouble in mind)
I i got trouble in mind
(Got trouble in mind)

I shiver and shake oh, boy, did I ache
Oh, doctor
Gotta give me something for this pain

And I i got trouble in mind
(Got trouble in mind)

Oh oh
Oh and I try and I try

I got to Paris all the lights went down
They built the Berlin wall to keep me out
I'll break your heart from 30, 000 feet
They post a "Danger" sign everywhere I sleep

'Cause I i got trouble in mind
(Got trouble in mind)
I i got trouble in my mind

I i got trouble in mind
(Got trouble in mind)
I i got trouble in mind
(Got trouble in mind)

I shiver and shake oh, boy, did I ache
Oh, doctor
Gotta give me something for this pain

I shiver and shake oh, boy, did I ache
Oh, doctor, gotta give me
Something for this pain, oh

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Writer(s): Megan Lovell, Rebecca Lovell, Wally Gagel, Xandy Barry