(words & music by Jerry Chesnut)
  I play an old piano from nine till a half past one
  Tryin' to make a livin' watchin' everybody have fun
  Well, I don't miss much that ever happens on a dance hall floor
  Mercy, look what just walked through that door
    Well, hello T-R-0-U-B-L-E
  What in the world you're doin' A-L-O-N-E?
  Say, good L-double O-K-I-N-G
  I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E
    I was a little bitty baby when my papa hit the skids
  Mama had a time tryin' to raise nine kids
  Told me not to stare 'cause it was impolite
  And did the best she could to try to raise me right
    But mama never told me 'bout nothing like Y-O-U
  Say, your mama must have been another something or the other too
  Say, hello good L-double O-K-I-N-G
  I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E
    Well, you talk about a woman I've seen a lot of others
  But too much something' and not enough another
  You've got it all together like a lovin' machine
  Lookin' like glory and walkin' like a dream
    Mother Nature's sure been good to Y-O-U
  Well, your mama must have been another good lookin' too
  Say, hey, good L-double O-K-I-N-G
  I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E
    Well, you talk about a trouble-makin' hunka pokey bait,
  The men are gonna love and all the women gonna hate
  Reminding them of everything they never gonna be
  Maybe the beginning of the World War III
  Oh, the world ain't ready for nothin' like a Y-O-U
  Well, I bet your mama must have been another something or the other too
    Say hey good L-double O-K-I-N-G
  I smell T-R-O-U-B-L-E