Trouble needs a home girls, trouble needs a home. She fell out with Satan, now she’s on the run. But I have found her quite straightforward in her contracts and her deals she warns me when Danger is loose behind his wheels and he is loose behind his wheels. Don’t cry baby... Trouble got evicted, from the Devil’s lair. I wager she got betrayed by her friend Despair. Now the flames from Satan’s tongue are charged and licking at her heels She whispers “Hey Ginger, Danger’s loose behind his wheels” And Satan knows how Danger makes you feel. What will be will be, baby... You don’t, you don’t need to cry. There are no tears in my eyes If Danger wants to find me, I’ll let him in, he can find me. Trouble needs a home girls, a covert abode from Tucson to Ohio back through Tobacco road. And she is armed and will fight for the souls of girls around the world. Standing up to Satan, dancing on st. Michael‘s sword. I’m on her side, in this brutal war. Don’t cry baby... You don’t, you don’t need to cry. There are no tears in my eyes If Danger wants to find me, I’ll let him in, he can find me. Trouble needs a home girls, trouble needs a home. Trouble needs a home girls, will you give her one. Trouble needs a home, trouble needs a home...