Original lyrics

EN

Sittin' here waitin' for the next sucker punch I gave her my Ferrari, I got no response A woman with a brain can be a dangerous thing Spin you like a top, like a puppet on a string I can't help myself I'm just a toy on her shelf I'm just a fool in love I don't know when to give up CHORUS: Well, it looks like trouble It looks like trouble again Ooh, it looks like trouble It sure looks like trouble again I gave you diamonds, you gave me disease I gave you flowers, on bended knees I write those love songs ‘specially for you And all I get from you is lovesick blues When I've had enough You start that sexy stuff Girl, you call my bluff How can I just walk away? CHORUS (REPEAT)