Robert Palmer - Big Trouble - Sözleri

Don't move...





Just one false move and you're dead meat


You know you're running out of luck


You won't admit it when you're beat


You see me comin' better duck





Big trouble, I'll lay you to waste


Big trouble, gonna pick a bone with you


Big trouble, gonna drop the bomb, baby


Big trouble, runnin' out of patience


Big trouble, eat away at your nervous system





You know I've got you in my sights


Saw your emotions run amok


Had an anxiety attack


You were surprised when panic struck





No ammunition, a war of nerves


I'll steal your thunder


War of attrition, watch you submerge


You're goin' under


You need it, you lose it, you love it, you gotta have it





I'm gonna find your breaking point


You like to practice self-deceit


I'll knock your nose right out of joint


The demolition of your whole world


War of attrition





Big trouble, this is the right place


Big trouble, come on, do your worst


Big trouble, rub me up the wrong way


Big trouble, punch a hole in your argument





I see you're spoiling for a fight


I'll pick you off and rub you out


All your big talk is obsolete


No one to hear you scream and shout


I'll give you fire, a war of nerves


War of attrition, the demolition of your whole world


I'll steal your thunder








		
			



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