"Trouble" as written by Gary Harrison and Karen Ruth Staley....
Feel it in my feet
Feel it in the heat
There's trouble on the street
And the trouble starts to move your way now
Feel it in the heat
Feel it in my feet
There's trouble on the street
It's not gonna work so move away now

Feel the heat
Feel the heat on the street

Well there I might lay low
Well I guess we'll wait and see
Wherever it is I go
Seems there's trouble finding me
I know I got time to run
But I know I got time to breathe
There's no time like the present
To make this trouble stand up and leave

So say doo, dah doo, doo do the trouble
Dig up the down and burst up the bubble
I'm a shoot, delute, toot where there's trouble
Do the boogie down and move on the double
I'm a doo, dah doo, doo do the trouble
Pick up the shovel you got down the rubble
I'm a doo, dah doo, do where there's trouble
Do the boogie down and move on the double

So hold on
To what you got
You can lose it fast
In the dark days
So hold on
To what you got
You can lose it fast
In the rat race

Feel it in my feet
Feel it in the heat
There's trouble on the street
And the trouble starts to move your way now
Feel it in the heat
Feel it in my feet
There's trouble on the street
It's not gonna work so move away now

Doo, dah doo, doo do the trouble
Dig up the down and burst up the bubble
I'm a shoot, delute, toot where there's trouble
Do the boogie down and move on the double
I'm a doo, dah doo, doo do the trouble
Pick up the shovel you got down the rubble
I'm a doo, dah doo, do where there's trouble
Do the boogie down and move on the double

Shoot, shoot, shoot the man's trouble
Too, too, too many boots on the level
Shoot, shoot, shoot the man's trouble
Just seen too many boots on the rubble

Shoot, shoot, shoot the man's trouble
Too, too, too many boots on the level
Shoot, shoot, shoot the man's trouble
Just seen too many boots on the rubble

So hold on
To what you got
You can lose it fast
In the dark days
So hold on
To what you got
You can lose it fast
In the rat race

So hold on
To what you got
You can lose it fast
In the dark days
So hold on
To what you got
You can lose it fast
In the rat race

Shoot, shoot, shoot the man's trouble
Too, too, too many boots on the level
Shoot, shoot, shoot the man's trouble
Just seen too many boots on the rubble

Shoot, shoot, shoot the man's trouble
Too, too, too many boots on the level
Shoot, shoot, shoot the man's trouble
Just seen too many boots on the rubble


Lyrics submitted by SamKimish

"Trouble" as written by Jamie Alexander Treays James Vernon Dring

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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