We got trouble
Started out as a vacation
Hit the road nobody has to know where we go
Just a boring life, wanna get away from this town yeah
Don't need to know
What we're doing just a night away of freedom and oh...
We got trouble
Hit the rock bottom solid now there's no coming back
You've always been crazy this is just the first chance to express yourself
Take matters into our own hands
Something tells me
The trouble with trouble
Is that it starts out to be so much fun
We got trouble
So we meet you outside for a nice quiet drink
Nothing out of the ordinary
Then you take me back, I'm not sure what you're doing
But I've gotta fight back and resist your advances
I try to get away
You push on me
That's the last thing you do
And now there's trouble
Now we're on run waiting for your call they're tracing
I'm dumb I call you on the phone I tell you my heart is racing
I wasn't sure I'd get in this much trouble
I'm suspicious now
I think they're onto us
And they say all the right things
But we keep on running
It's a long way to Mexico