Clint Black - The Trouble lyrics

[Verse 1:] I've seen a puffed up chest Barnyard's gotta have three or four And the co*k of the walk Is gonna bash your ears He hurt that co*k and blew for yours This is ain't that kinda trouble This is something new The kinda you wanna run away from And the kind you wanna run into you [Chorus:] I ain't never seen the likes of you I never really wanted to I guess I ought to be relieved at how much I hate this feeling I had quite enough of you and everything you say and do And mostly that you might be the T-R-O-U-B-L-E I'm gonna get into [Verse 2:] Too high in the saddle and too much spur How could anybody get next to her? She's got a look he knows too well Jumping Jackaroo won't ring her bell But this Jackaroo ain't jumping And he couldn't be a pretty good hand I'm thinking this could be something Something I just can't stand [Chorus] [Bridge:] Look at her standing there Gotta be something wrong Make you wanna stop and stare And not wanna look too long [Chorus]