Текст песни Trouble

Driving highway twenty one When I saw Trouble Holding out his thumb My engine quit, I figured we Were both in need of Some uncertainty Hey you Trouble, get into my car, get into it Hey you Trouble, get into my car, get into it He wiped his shoes off on my mat I kind of think there's something wrong with that He opened a drink, a little bit leaked As I watched in horror, onto my front seat Hey you Trouble, get outta my car, get out of it Hey you Trouble, get outta my car, get out of it Hey! Trouble! Get outta my car Get outta my car Hey! Trouble! Get outta my car Get outta my car