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Riley Green

Trouble With You

 

Trouble With You

(album: Bury Me In Dixie - 2015)


Got the boys saddled up, and it looks like we're going out
Nobody goes to jail was the last words from my mouth
See, yeah, I've been a time or two
I swore I'd never do that again
But to my surprise you caught my eye, as soon as I walked in

You got me thinking 'bout running every red light
Dodging every cop in this town
Drink a little moonshine
Dancing when the sun goes down
I've got all we need in the front seat
Got me feeling bulletproof
Got me thinking about
Getting in some trouble with you

Left our friends at the bar
They've been calling us all night
You look at me
Said maybe we should have said they'll be all right
Cause I ain't worried about a thing tonight
I mean you bend the rules
And I'm telling you we could take that line
As far as you want to

You got me thinking 'bout running every red light
Dodging every cop in this town
Drink a little moonshine
Dancing when the sun goes down
I've got all we need in the front seat
Got me feeling bulletproof
Got me thinking about
Getting in some trouble with you

Well yeah I got a friend and he's a cop it town
He's let me off before, but he said you're going downtown
If he catches me again I'm gonna be in deep
'Cause his bossman says he's gotta clean up the streets
But I gotta wild hair, and the only way to fix it
Is picking you up, so I think I'm gonna risk it
Top of my lungs Free Bird and Curtis Loew
Driving nintety-five, throwing empties through the window
Whisky Bent and I'm feeling Hell Bound
I ain't stopping 'til I here slow down

You got me thinking 'bout running every red light
Dodging every cop in this town
Drink a little moonshine
Dancing when the sun goes down
I've got all we need in the front seat
Got me feeling bulletproof
Got me thinking about
Getting in some trouble with you

Getting into some trouble with you

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