Christina Aguilera - I Got Trouble

yeah, Yeah
I`ve Got Trouble, Trouble, Trouble
Always Knocking At My Door
Yes, I`m A Whole Lot Of Trouble, Baby
Just Like A Kid In A Candy Store
Well, I`m Nothing But Trouble, Babe
Now Since The Day That I Was Born
Well, I`m As Good As It Ever Gets
Give You Something You Won`t Forget
If You Wanna Spell Trouble, Babe
Well, Send Out An S.o.s
`cause Baby`s Got Something
Something You Just Can`t Ignore
And, Yeah, It Sure Is Likely, Baby
You`ll Keep On Coming Back For More
I`ve Got A Wicked Taste For Trouble
And I`m Never, Never Satisfied
Yeah, I`m A Whole Lot Of Trouble, Baby
And My Evil Ways Can`t Hide, Oh, My, My
Well, I`ve Been Itching For Some Trouble Babe
Every Single Day That I`m Alive
Come On, Baby, Come On, Darling
Come On, Sugar, Ooh, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Baby, Whoa, Whoa, Yeah
Now Listen, Can`t You See The Way I Move
Can`t You Read It In My Hips?
There`s A Lot That`s Going On
In My Pocket Full Of Tricks
Got Some Secrets Up My Sleeve
If You Know Just What I Mean
Got Places You`ve Never Been
Take You Out Of Your Skin
Well, I`m Trouble, Trouble, Trouble, Baby
Always Knocking At My Door, Yeah
I`m A Whole Lot Of, Lot Of Trouble, Baby
Ooh, Since The Day That I Was Born, Yeah, Oh Yeah