Trouble With The Sweet Stuff
(Wanna give it up
Gotta give it up
Can't give it up)
Oh mama oh oh
The money's run out
And I'm a hungry man
Oh mama oooo
You see
I-I'm a hurtin' man
I was just a boy
When they told me
"God love ya"
"You're insane"
Here I am
Pistol in my hand
Judge and jury
One the same
I got
Trouble with the sweet stuff oh yeah
I got
Trouble with the sweet stuff oh yeah
And I'm never ever gonna shake it
Shake it
Trouble with the sweet stuff
Trouble with the sweet stuff
Bang bang
They shot me down
Caught me
Robbing the bank again
Say I'm crazy
I'm a desperate man
Nah right (c'mon)
Daddy's in the junk shop
Alley babe
Tryin' to some that stuff
I said
I can't believe it (ooh give it up)
Trouble with the sweet stuff oh yeah
I got
Trouble with the sweet stuff
And I'm never
Ever gonna shake it
Shake it
Don't wanna give it up
Don't wanna give it up
Yeah
Shake it
Gotta give it up
Don't wanna give it up
Don't wanna give it up
Trouble with the sweet stuff oh yeah
Mommy's in the graveyard
Pushed her oh so long
Baby ain't cryin'
Cradles cold, long gone
And me mama, mama
Yes when the situation
Breaks down
You've got trouble trouble
Bang bang
They shot me down
Caught me robbin d' bank again
(Are you crazy)
Baby oh yeah
I'm a desperate man
Daddy, in the junk shop
Alley babe
Tryin' to smoke that stuff
And me
Never gonna shake it
Baby yeah
(ooh give it up)
Trouble with the sweet stuff oh yeah
I got
Trouble with the sweet stuff oh yeah
Trouble with the sweet stuff
Baby
And I'm never
Never, never, never, ever
Gonna shake it
I want
(Don't wanna give it up)
Trouble with the sweet stuff yeah
Believe me babe
(Shake it
Can't give it up
Come on and shake it)
Yeah
(Daddy's in the junk shop alley babe
Tryin' to smoke that stuff oh yeah)
yeah, gonna shake it
(Can't give it up
Can't give it up)
Do you feel pain
The same way I feel pain babe
(Give it up)
Breathe the same air
I gotta give it up
(Wanna give it up
Can't give it up
Gotta give it up)
Give it up
Give it up
Gotta give it up
Can't give it up)
Oh mama oh oh
The money's run out
And I'm a hungry man
Oh mama oooo
You see
I-I'm a hurtin' man
I was just a boy
When they told me
"God love ya"
"You're insane"
Here I am
Pistol in my hand
Judge and jury
One the same
I got
Trouble with the sweet stuff oh yeah
I got
Trouble with the sweet stuff oh yeah
And I'm never ever gonna shake it
Shake it
Trouble with the sweet stuff
Trouble with the sweet stuff
Bang bang
They shot me down
Caught me
Robbing the bank again
Say I'm crazy
I'm a desperate man
Nah right (c'mon)
Daddy's in the junk shop
Alley babe
Tryin' to some that stuff
I said
I can't believe it (ooh give it up)
Trouble with the sweet stuff oh yeah
I got
Trouble with the sweet stuff
And I'm never
Ever gonna shake it
Shake it
Don't wanna give it up
Don't wanna give it up
Yeah
Shake it
Gotta give it up
Don't wanna give it up
Don't wanna give it up
Trouble with the sweet stuff oh yeah
Mommy's in the graveyard
Pushed her oh so long
Baby ain't cryin'
Cradles cold, long gone
And me mama, mama
Yes when the situation
Breaks down
You've got trouble trouble
Bang bang
They shot me down
Caught me robbin d' bank again
(Are you crazy)
Baby oh yeah
I'm a desperate man
Daddy, in the junk shop
Alley babe
Tryin' to smoke that stuff
And me
Never gonna shake it
Baby yeah
(ooh give it up)
Trouble with the sweet stuff oh yeah
I got
Trouble with the sweet stuff oh yeah
Trouble with the sweet stuff
Baby
And I'm never
Never, never, never, ever
Gonna shake it
I want
(Don't wanna give it up)
Trouble with the sweet stuff yeah
Believe me babe
(Shake it
Can't give it up
Come on and shake it)
Yeah
(Daddy's in the junk shop alley babe
Tryin' to smoke that stuff oh yeah)
yeah, gonna shake it
(Can't give it up
Can't give it up)
Do you feel pain
The same way I feel pain babe
(Give it up)
Breathe the same air
I gotta give it up
(Wanna give it up
Can't give it up
Gotta give it up)
Give it up
Give it up
Credits
Writer(s): Keith Forsey, Billy Idol, Mark Younger-smith, Anthony David Concors
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