Trouble-Quiet Riot

I got a letter in the mail sayin' I'm gonna go to jail Someone's got an axe Lookin' it out for me Well I was feelin' pretty nice didn't have to think twice Finders keepers baby, keep it away from me You got nothin' that I need Stay away from me I'll quicken your pace to heaven You try to give me your lot Well I hope you rot Gonna tell the devil about you You're gettin' me in trouble You're gettin' me in trou... Gettin' me in trouble Every day and night I'm alright Well I'm a high speed king I never think about a thing All I can do is moan Everybody takes a turn from the trash I have learned But why the hard way for me, I don't know I'm gonna get you back Stab you in the fat I'll make you wish you never met me I gonna make you sing the blues You're gonna lose Show you what you got yourself into You're gettin' me in trouble You're Gettin' me in trouble Gettin' me in trouble Every day and night I'm all... You try to put the weight of the world On top of my shoulders You got to know that you're a little girl Who wants to feel older, feel older (watch out) Trouble, yeah Trouble, yeah yeah I'm in trouble baby (oh yeah) You're gettin' me in trouble Gettin' me in trouble Gettin' me in trouble Every day and night I'm in trouble, trouble, trouble (alright) I'm in trouble, trouble, trouble Trouble, trouble, trouble Trouble, trouble, trouble