The Trouble With Girls - Scotty McCreery

The trouble with girls is they're a mystery

Something about em puzzles me

Spent my whole life trying to figure out

Just what them girls are all about

The trouble with girls is they're so dang pretty

Everything about them does somethin' to me

I guess that's the way it's supposed to be

They smile that smile

They bat those eyes

They steal you with hello

They kill you with goodbye

They you with one touch

And you can't break free

Yeah the trouble with girls

Is nobody loves trouble much as me

They're sugar and spice and angel wings

Hell on wheels in tight blue jeans

A Summer night down by the lake

An old memory that you can't shake

They're hard to find yet there's so many of em

The way that you hate that you already love em

I guess that's the way it's supposed to be

They smile that smile

They bat those eyes

They steal you with hello

They kill you with goodbye

They you with one touch

And you can't break free

Yeah the trouble with girls

Is nobody loves trouble much as me

The way they hold you out on the dance floor

The way they ride in the middle of your truck

The way they give you a kiss at the front door

Leave you wishing you coulda gone up

And just as you walk away

You hear that sweet voice say

Stay

They smile that smile

They bat those eyes

They steal you with hello

They kill you with goodbye

They're the perfect drug

And i can't break free

Yeah the trouble with girls

Is nobody loves trouble much as me