Foghat Trouble, Trouble Lyrics

Trouble, Trouble lyrics
Songwriters: Peverett, David;

My brain is cloudy and my eyes are sore
I told myself, I wouldn't drink no more
A bad hangover's something I can't stand
But here I am with a jug in my hand

Whoo, whoo, trouble, trouble
Worries on my mind
Goin' down to the cellar
Get some of that mellow wine

I seem to ruin everything I touch
People say it's 'cause I drink too much
I tried to kick it but it ain't no use
Guess, I'm a slave to that mellow juice
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Whoo, whoo, trouble, trouble
Worries on my mind
Goin' down to the cellar
Get some of that mellow wine, yeah

My brain is cloudy and my eyes are sore
I told myself, I wouldn't drink no more
A bad hangover's something I can't stand
But here I am with a jug in my hand

Whoo, whoo, trouble, trouble
Worries on my mind
Goin' down to the cellar
Get some of that mellow wine
Oh, take it way