She is my miss fortune
And all the trouble we had
Whenever she is around me
I do something bad
Trouble is her lover
And trouble is her friend
Whenever I am around her
I commit a sin
Trouble is her love
Trouble-love
Trouble is her love
When I’m with my miss fortune
Once again I’m the fool
I’m going to lost my composier
Going to lost my cool
Should I let her decieve me
Should I let her in
Once again she will tease me
Once again I’ll sin
Trouble is her love
Trouble-love
Dabba-laaha
Trouble is her lover
Trouble is her friend
Trouble is her lover
Trouble is her sin
Now, Mum and Dad, they always told me:
«Don’t play with that girl»
Little bit they know that she can
Show me the world
All those things, I was not to do
The one thing I know is that
My love is true
Trouble is her lover
Trouble is her friend, oh-yeah
Trouble is her lover
Trouble is her sin
Trouble is our love
Yeeah