Finally getting my headspace right
Denim blue and some boots that shine
Going out
Gonna have a good time tonight
Here he comes walking in wanting to make his move
He sure is fine
But
He looks like trouble
In a crowded room
Knows what he wants when he's looking at you
Seeing double
When he's all on me
Making me blush, getting hard to breathe
Two-stepping in his new Luccheses
Calling his bluff while he's calling me baby
Cause he's a player and it's plain to see
He looks like nothing but trouble to me
To me
The neon must've gone to my head
Cause I'm hanging on by a thread
Inching closer every chance we get
I know I shouldn't but it's getting harder not to
Let him win
He looks like trouble
In a crowded room
Knows what he wants when he's looking at you
Seeing double
When he's all on me
Making me blush, getting hard to breathe
Two-stepping in his new Luccheses
Calling his bluff while he's calling me baby
Cause he's a player and it's plain to see
He looks like nothing but trouble to me
To me, to me, to me, to me, to me, to me
Trouble, trouble won't you go back home
I was better off all alone
It feels right but I know it's wrong
That I wanted a little trouble all along
He looks like trouble
In a crowded room
Knows what he wants when he's looking at you
Seeing double
When he's all on me
Making me blush, getting hard to breathe
Two-stepping in his new Luccheses
Calling his bluff while he's calling me baby
Cause he's a player and it's plain to see
He looks like nothing but trouble to me
To me, to me, to me, to me
He looks like nothing but trouble to me