Here Comes Trouble Again - Bruce Willis

Sneakin' thru the front door

Sits down next to me

She ordered up a double

A Tanqueray martini

She slammed it back in one shot

Said martinis make her sneeze

She slid up nice 'n cozy

And she whispered, «Daddy, please»

Now that I got a wife and family

They gonna wonder where I been (yeah, where you been)

With a cocktail and a short skirt

Here comes trouble again (c'mon)

Dice game in the backroom

Rent check in my hand (Aham)

Looking for a seven

The dice got better plans

I like to play the ponies

I’m at the track all week (Yeah)

It’s hard to handicap 'em

When you’re on a losing streak

Now, friends, my wife told me Friday

She’d like to see my gamblin' end (Oh, mercy)

Getting' hard to be a good man

Here comes trouble again (Always trouble again)

Oh, here comes trouble again (Yeah)

Oh, just like he was my friend

Here comes trouble again (Trouble again)

(Trouble again)

The government called me Monday

Said something about some scratch

I tried to call them Tuesday

I said, «I ain’t got the cash»

They called the house on Wednesday, right?

Said, «If I don’t have it soon» (Oh yeah…)

«They're gonna make a reservation»

«For a six-by-eight foot room»

Now ladies and gentlemen, I got a wife and family (Look out)

Please don’t take me to the pen (Don't take me!)

Pullin' 2 to 5 in Clinton

Here comes trouble again (Here comes, here comes, here comes)

Oh, here comes trouble again

Oo oh, smiling like he was my friend

Here comes trouble again