I...... I hear your motor running
I...... I see trouble's coming.
Trouble comes in several ways, in different shapes and sizes.
It last for days and often stays and never compromises
I...... I know that you're real cunning
I...... know its for me your gunning.
I hear the cries and realize your prophesied demise
I stare bug-eyed, no where to hide, and become paralyzed.
There's trouble in Paradise, (beware of talkin' snakes)
There's trouble in paradise, (its all for Heaven''s sake)
I..... I feel your body burning.
I..... know its for me your yearning
It stands you up it sits you down it bends you over backwards.
Demands your time, will tantalize, will likely leave you mangled.
There's trouble in Paradise, (Look out for talking snakes)
There's trouble in Paradise, (It's all for heavens' sake)
There's trouble in Paradise!
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