Scotty McCreeryThe Trouble With Girls

The trouble with girls is they're a mystery Something about 'em puzzles me Spent my whole life trying to figure out Just what them girls are all about The trouble with girls is their so dang pretty Everything about 'em does something to me But I guess that's the way it's supposed to be And they smile, that smile And they bat those eyes They steal you with, "hello" They kill you with, "goodbye" They hook you with one touch And you can't break free Yeah, the trouble with girls Is nobody loves trouble as much as me They're sugar and spice and angel wings Hell on wheels and tight blue jeans A summer night, down by the lake An old memory that you can't shake They're hard to find, yet there's so many of 'em The way that you hate, that you already love 'em But I guess that's the way it's supposed to be They smile, that smile They bat those eyes They steal you with, "hello" They kill you with, "goodbye" They hook you with one touch And you can't break free Yeah, the trouble with girls Is nobody loves trouble as much as me, yeah, yeah The way they hold you out on the dance floor The way they ride in the middle of your truck The way they give you a kiss at the front door But if you're wishing you could have gone up And just as you walk away You hear that sweet voice say, stay They smile, that smile They bat those eyes They steal you with, "hello" They kill you with, "goodbye" They're the perfect drug And I can't break free Yeah, the trouble with girls Is nobody loves trouble as much as me
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