Robert Palmer - Trouble lyrics

(lowell george)<br><br>You yelled hey<br>When your car wouldn't start<br>Got real nervous, started to eat your heart out<br>You're so fat, your shoes don't fit on your feet<br>You got trouble<br>And it's tailor made, mama lay down your head in the shade<br>Coz your eyes are tired and your feet are too<br>And you wish the world was as tired as you<br>Well I write a letter and I nd it today<br>And put all the trouble in it you had today, had today<br><br>You yelled hey<br>When your stove blew up<br>Upset, why yes<br>The footprints on your ceiling are almost gone<br>And you're wondering why<br>Mama lay your head down don't you<br>Your eyes are tired and your feet are too<br>And you wish the world was as tired as you<br>Well I write a letter and I send it away<br>And I put in it all the trouble you had today, had today<br>All the trouble in it<br><br>Well your telephone rang and you weren't home<br>You forgot about this and you forgot about that<br>Got to get to what you're doing<br>Goodbye click that so and so<br>You're an islander on your own, on your own