My Kind of Trouble

We gonna do, my kind of trouble
 It's like
 She got the tightrope walker
 Go for a stroll
 Baptist preacher
 Denied her soul
 Fortune 500
 Forget about rich
 She stopped the executioner
 From throwin' the switch
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 Well she got an hour glass figure
 Got a glass eyeball
 She got the old dry bones
 All chained up to the wall
 I quit breathin'
 When she strips her wig
 You know, my heart stops beatin'
 Then it snaps like a twig
 Yeah, my kind of trouble
 Woah, in my kind of trouble
 Woah, she's my kind of trouble
 Oh yeah, I'm gonna lose it this time
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 Well, she got good men swingin'
 From the gallows pole
 Senators and congressman
 They're out shoveling coal
 They can't see right
 They're pretendin' that they're blind
 She got somethin', baby
 Make 'em all lose their mind
 She's my kind of trouble
 Woah yeah, she's my kind of trouble
 Woah, she's my kind of trouble
 Gonna lose it this time
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 Well, she drive mean 13
 With a wriggled stick
 On a graveyard's highway
 Got tombone trick
 Got a picture of her mug, boys
 Tattooed up on mine
 You know, the clock runs backward
 Just to tell her the time
 Where is my kind of trouble
 Woah yeah, where is my kind of trouble
 Woah yeah, my kind of trouble
 I'm gonna lose it this time
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 Something like that, we should really do that one