© Bill Miles 2014

Verse 1
She was standing at the table
Dealing the cards
Counting the money
I knew I wouldn’t get far

Cause she knew my number
She knew my style
She knew I could count three decks of cards
And not even crack a smile

Chorus
But I tell you she’s trouble
That girl is mean
That girl is drop dead gorgeous
Every one can see
But I tell you she’s trouble
Trouble oh yeah

Verse 2
About five years ago
Me and her we were a pair
But she had to know every little thing
And this old gambler, well I don’t care

So I dropped her off at a casino
And proceeded to drive out of state
Man the next three calls from her
They were irate

Chorus
But I tell you she’s trouble
That girl is mean
That girl is drop dead gorgeous
Every one can see
But I tell you she’s trouble
Trouble oh yeah

Verse 3:
I made my way back to the back of the
Room were she couldn’t see
I’d just got my first hand of cards
When this big guy tapped on me

A few minutes later I was
Bouncing across that back parking lot
Man she must have seen me
And she didn’t even stop to talk

Chorus
But I tell you she’s trouble
That girl is mean
That girl is drop dead gorgeous
Every one can see
But I tell you she’s trouble
Trouble oh yeah
That girl is trouble
Trouble, yeah