Tribute To Brooks And Dunn
SHE’S THE KIND OF TROUBLE
Well you might say trouble is my middle name
I can’t get ahead of the game
Runnin’ on empty and I’m runnin’ late
Bossman’s yelling won’t give me a break
I could write a book about getting behind
But there’s one kind of trouble that I don’t mind
She meets me after work when the sun goes down
She’s the kind of trouble that makes the world go ‘round
Total strangers, even my best friends, bird-dog my baby when she walks in
She’s a little slice of heaven, and hell on heels
And never gonna walk the line
Oh, but she’s the kind of trouble that I don’t mind
We’re dancing to the band and from the time we start
They circle like hungry sharks
They’re cuttin’ in quick as I can cut ‘em loose
I could get jealous but it ain’t no use
She can’t help it ‘cause she’s so fine
She’s the kind of trouble that I don’t mind
Chorus
She’s hanging out the window on the way back home
She yells at everybody just come on along
Party at my place just follow the truck
We’ll be cuttin’ a rug ‘til the sun comes up
She’s a little slice of heaven, hell on heels
And never gonna walk the line
Oh but she’s the kind of that I don’t mind
This Room Is For My Good Friend Jeremia Johnson
Thanks Jeremia For Being My Friend And Being There
For Me When I Needed You The Most