My Kind of Trouble

I'm in a room with no suitcase
No shut up for the eager sun
Nobody knows where I'm going
Nobody knows where in from
See you walking down that long long distance
Quick in ball the son of side on the road
You better hurry 'cause I'm a cant stand waiting
You better hurry 'cause I'm ready to go

You saying
Hit the gas and don't look back now
I think you're my kind of trouble
I think you're my kind of fun
I think you're my kind of trouble
Let's run
You wanna dance with the devil
You wanna the burn in the sun
I think you're my kind of trouble
Let's run

We're gonna ride to the end of the highway
We're gonna ride till we get something real
We're gonna crash like thunder and lightning
We're gonna make and about steel
Nobody here to tell you what you believe in
There ain't nobody else that I can trust
Okay you know we're just getting started
We're gonna leave them standing in the dust

Hit the gas and don't look back now
I think you're my kind of trouble
I think you're my kind of fun
I think you're my kind of trouble
Let's run
You wanna dance with the devil
You or burn down the sun
I think you're my kind of trouble
Let's run

I think you're my kind of trouble
I think you're my kind of fun
I think you're my kind of trouble
Let's run
You wanna dance with the devil
You wanna the burn in the sun
I think you're my kind of trouble
Let's run

I think you're my kind of trouble
I think you're my kind of fun
I think you're my kind of trouble
Let's run
You wanna dance with the devil
You wanna the burn in the sun
I think you're my kind of trouble
Let's run



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew A. Thomas, Ryan Keaton
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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