I'm gonna tell a story and it goes like this

Living my life and it was full of bliss

I did not have a problem that I could not handle

I kept my life nice and tidy like the home of Tony Randle



Then one day it was the month of May

And I was kicking back a forty at the dock of the bay

I saw this girl I took a look and did a double

I should've known right then the girl was trouble



To make a long story short and not too boring

Things got out of hand yes things got quite deploring

I guess I fell in love see I asked her if she'd see me

She said you may but only if you pamper spoil and feed me



I said here take my money she did and things were sunny

Until it all ran out and then she said I'll see you honey

Now I'm a broken man my confidence but rubble

Take it from me the girl's trouble



I'm talking about styling Staysha Brown

The funkiest booty in town

Styling Staysha Brown the best disco dancer for miles around



I tried to call her on the phone I couldn't leave her alone

She had a big big brother who said he'd break all my bones

It didn't matter to me I knew eventually she'd see her big mistake

And come running back to me



Now I know better then I couldn't forget her

I asked her for an answer and she wrote me a letter

Saying it's over forever I hate to burst your bubble

P.s. I found another man she's trouble



Trouble in the morning trouble at night

Trouble all around me now I don't feel right

Trouble when I'm breathing when I open my eyes

Trouble all around me ain't no big surprise



She's twenty tons of trouble in a ten ton truck

The day I ran into her I guess I ran out of luck

I'm gonna step right back baby right back on t