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Trouble - Robert Palmer
Written by：Lowell T. George

You yelled hey

When your car wouldn't start

Got real nervous started to eat your heart out

You're so fat your shoes don't fit on your feet
You got trouble

And it's tailor made mama lay down your head in the shade

'Coz your eyes are tired and your feet are too
And you wish the world was as tired as you

Well I write a letter and I nd it today
And put all the trouble in it you had today had today

Had today

You yelled hey

When your stove blew up

Upset why yes

The footprints on your ceiling are almost gone

And you're wondering why

Mama lay your head down don't you

Your eyes are tired and your feet are too
And you wish the world was as tired as you

Well I write a letter and I send it away

And I put in it all the trouble you had
Today

Had today

All the trouble in it

Well your telephone rang and you weren't home
You forgot about this and you forgot about that

Got to get to what you're doing
Goodbye click that so and so
You're an islander on your own on your own