The trouble with girls is they're a mystery Something about 'em puzzles me Spent my whole life trying to figure out Just what them girls are all about The trouble with girls is they're so dang pretty Everything about 'em does something to me Guess that's the way it's supposed to be They smile their smile, they bat those eyes They steal you with hello, they kill you with goodbye They hook you with one touch, and you can't break free Yeah, the trouble with girls is Nobody loves trouble as much as me They're sugar and spice and angel wings Hell on wheels in tight blue jeans That summer night by the lake An old memory you can't shake They're hard to find, yet there's so many of 'em The way that you hate that you already love 'em I guess that's the way it's supposed to be They smile their smile, they bat those eyes They steal you with hello, they kill you with goodbye They hook you with one touch, and you can't break free Yeah, the trouble with girls is Nobody loves trouble as much as me Bridge: The way they hold you out on the dance floor The way they ride in the middle of your truck The way they kiss you at the front door Make you wish you could've gone up Just as you walk away, you hear that sweet voice say… Stay….. They smile their smile, they bat those eyes They steal you with hello, they kill you with goodbye They hook you with one touch, and you can't break free Yeah, the trouble with girls is Nobody loves trouble as much as me