Girl Trouble

Song Description

An infectious, energetic pop song with cheeky lyrics

Song Length 3:14 Genre Pop - Rock

Lyrics

What's the matter with you boy, you don't act like a clown
I've got a case of girl trouble and it's getting me down


Oh she wrecks my head, she leaves my bed too soon
Fills me up with frustration
Oh she moans and nags, she radiates such gloom
It's not an uncommon situation


She takes me to pictures that I know nothing about
I don't dig this crap I'll go without
She says she won't ring me, well I don't care about that
You're growing old, you're getting fat

If you want to get some advice, please don't get it from me
I'm an old hand at girl trouble, just look at my hair and you'll see

Oh I know I'm no saint, she's no villain - just a fiend
These kind of thing, it means nothing
I'll try to explain myself, explain exactly what I mean
I'll keep going on 'till I'm hurting


She takes me to pictures that I know nothing about
I don't dig this crap I'll go without
She says she won't ring me, well I don't care about that
You're growing old, you're getting fat

Wake up silly girl

Lyrics Dermot & Neil Walsh Music Dermot & Neil Walsh
Producer Dermot Walsh
Clean Clean

Clean Clean

Artist Name
00:00 / 00:00