The Trouble With Girls
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
El problema con las chicas
El problema con las chicas es que son un misterio
Algo sobre ellos me desconcierta
Pasé toda mi vida tratando de averiguar
De lo que se trata esas chicas
El problema con las chicas es que son tan bonitas
Todo sobre ellos me hace algo
Supongo que esa es la forma en que se supone que es
Sonríen su sonrisa, golpean esos ojos
Te roban con hola, te matan con adiós
Te enganchan con un solo toque, y no puedes liberarte
Sí, el problema con las chicas es
A nadie le gustan los problemas tanto como a mí
Son azúcar y especias y alas de ángel
El infierno en las ruedas en jeans ajustados azules
Esa noche de verano junto al lago
Un viejo recuerdo que no puedes sacudir
Son difíciles de encontrar, pero hay muchos de ellos
La forma en que odias que ya los amas
Supongo que esa es la forma en que se supone que es
Sonríen su sonrisa, golpean esos ojos
Te roban con hola, te matan con adiós
Te enganchan con un solo toque, y no puedes liberarte
Sí, el problema con las chicas es
A nadie le gustan los problemas tanto como a mí
Puente
La forma en que te retienen en la pista de baile
La forma en que viajan en el medio de tu camión
La forma en que te besan en la puerta principal
Hacer que desearas haber subido
Justo cuando te vas, oyes esa dulce voz decir
Quédate
Sonríen su sonrisa, golpean esos ojos
Te roban con hola, te matan con adiós
Te enganchan con un solo toque, y no puedes liberarte
Sí, el problema con las chicas es
A nadie le gustan los problemas tanto como a mí
Composição: Chris Tompkins / Phillip White