Trouble, trouble, trouble,
I had always been the kind
I had seen the brighter side
Tried to pin a reason down,
Trouble spells your body out,
And trouble's never through
Little birdie told me so,
Nothing here is left for you,
Little birdie told me so,
Nothing left to stand up to
Troubles, troubles, troubles,
Troubles, troubles, troubles,
But every time I face the sun,
I tried to pin a reason down,
Oh, I try to figure out the doubt
It's time to let your baby go
Nothing here is left for you
Except for trouble and your
Nothing left to stand up to
Trouble, trouble, trouble,
Trouble, trouble, trouble,
Trouble, trouble, trouble, trouble,
Little birdies, don't be sad
Nothing here is left for you
Except for travel and your
Little buddies don't mean so much
It's hard to let you really go
Nothing left to stand on to
You're chasing love and trouble's
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