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Gotta Feelin' You're Trouble. . .

[Verse 1] So I’m sittin’ at this bar, right, nursin’ a flat beer, The jukebox is wheezin’ out some tune from last year. You walk in, all confident, like you own the whole place, Your sneakers scuff the floor, and your vibe’s pure kerosene. I’m thinkin’ I could prolly say somethin’, but my brain’s on delay, Spillin’ half my drink just to mumble, “Hey, you come here every day?” Then you laugh the room gets a little brighter, Girl, you're a fire and I’m just some old, rusty lighter. [Chorus] Look, I ain’t got no map for this, but you’re pullin’ me in, Like a song I didn’t know I was hummin’ under my skin. You and me, this neon buzz, let’s see where it goes, Got a feelin’ you’re trouble, but the kind I wanna know. [Verse 2] You slide up next to me, order a whiskey, neat, Start talkin' ‘bout the weather, while I'm caught in your heat wave. Got me ramblin’ now, ‘bout when I got lost in Reno, Chasin’ a sunset, ended up with a flat tire and nothin' left. You’re leanin’ in, smirkin’, flirtin', and I’m tryin’ too hard, You say, “Keep talkin’, cowboy, you’re dealin’ all the cards.” Girl, I swear, your voice is like a slow jam on repeat, Makin’ me wanna dance, with my two left feet. [Chorus] I ain’t got no map for this, but you’re pullin’ me in, Like a song I didn’t know I was hummin’ under my skin. You and me, this neon buzz, let’s see where it goes, Got a feelin’ you’re trouble, but the kind I wanna know. [Bridge] Now, I could play it cool, pretend I’m some smooth-talkin’ guy, But you’d see right through me, catch the nervous in my eyes. So let’s ditch this bar, life's too short and you're too fine, You can be the rhythm, I’ll be out of line. ‘Cause, baby, you’re spark is burnin’ up my routine, And I’m gonna find out just how close you’ll let me lean. [Bridge] So here we are, just you, me, and this late-night glow, Talkin’ ‘bout nothin’, but it’s the best place I know. If I’m readin’ this wrong, just tell me to hit the road, But somethin’ ‘bout your smile says you’re carryin’ the same load. [Chorus] Girl, I said, I ain’t got no map for this, but you’re pullin’ me in, Like a song I didn’t know I was hummin’ under my skin. You and me, this neon buzz, let’s see where it goes, Got a feelin’ you’re trouble, but the kind I wanna know.