Вершы: Violent Femmes. Why Do Birds Sing?. Girl Trouble.

Have mercy on me
I got girl trouble up the ass

Have mercy on me people
I got girl trouble up the ass
And don't tell me no joke
'Cause I'm not gonna laugh

I need the cure, only one cure in this world
And I need the cure, only one cure in this world
Hey, James Brown, I need a woman or a girl

And hit me in the morning
Hit me in the night
Hit me when I'm wrong
Hit me when I'm right

Hit me when I'm up
Hit me when I'm down
Hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me
All over town

Girl trouble
I got girl trouble up the ass
And don't tell me no joke
'Cause I'm not gonna laugh

Now I'm not trying to fool you people
I'm not giving you no jive
Make me feel I'd rather be dead than alive

Take a look around
What's shoving up my behind
Problems drive me out of my mind

Girl trouble
I got girl trouble up the ass
Don't tell me no joke
I'm not gonna laugh

Hit me in the morning
Hit me in the night
Hit me when I'm wrong
Hit me when I'm right

Hit me when I'm up
Hit me when I'm down
Hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me
All over town

Girl trouble
I got girl trouble up the ass
And don't tell me no joke
I'm not gonna laugh
I got girl trouble up the ass

Girl trouble
I got girl trouble, baby
I got girl trouble
I got girl trouble, baby
Girl trouble, girl trouble up the ass

Girl trouble
I got girl trouble, baby
I got girl trouble
I got girl trouble, baby
Girl trouble, girl trouble up the ass