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    "Girls Ain't Nothing But Trouble [1988 Extended Remix]" Lyrics

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    Listen homeboys, don't mean to bust your bubble
    But girls of the world ain't nothing but trouble
    So next time a girl gives you the play
    Just remember my rhyme and get the hell away

    Just last week when I was walking down the street
    I observed this lovely lady that I wanted to meet
    I walked up to her, I said hello
    She said, You're kind of cute, I said, Yes, I know

    But by the way, sweetheart, what's your name?
    She said, My friends like to call me exotic Elaine
    I said my name is the Prince and she said why
    I said, Well, I don't know, I'm just a hell of a guy

    But enough about me, yo, let's talk about you
    And all the wonderful things that you and I can do
    I popped some cash and in a little bit of time
    I showed some cash and the girl was mine

    I took her over town, I wined her and dined her
    She ask me did I like her, I said well kinda
    All of a sudden she jumped out her seat
    Snatched me up by my wrist and took me out to the street

    She started grabbing all over me, kissing and hugging
    So I shoved her away, I said you better stop bugging
    She got mad, looked me dead in my face
    Threw her hands in the air and yelled out rape

    I got scared when she started to yell
    So I handed her my wallet and ran like hell
    I was ducking through alleys right and left
    But when the cops caught up, they almost beat me to death
    I was arrested charged with aggravated assault
    (Yo, Clancy, we got him)
    But it wasn't my fault

    Nevertheless, don't mean to bust your bubble
    But girls of the world ain't nothing but trouble
    So next time a girl gives you the play
    Just remember my rhyme and get the hell away

    I was in a bar one Friday night
    Cooling, watching a Mike Tyson fight
    I was maxing and relaxing, sipping on tequila
    When this girl walked up, she said, Hi, my name is Sheila

    I responded by saying hello
    She paid for my drink and then said let's go
    20 minutes later, things were starting to cook
    As we pulled up into her house, I said, I'm with you, toots

    The music was soft and there was wine in the glasses
    She started winking and making little passes
    At me, she pat me close that's when she got bold
    She started feeling up my back, I said, Oh, your hands are cold

    We went to her bedroom thinking of one thing
    Took the phone off the hook to avoid the annoying ring
    I caressed her body and I kissed her cheek
    And that's when I observed those satin bed sheets

    I felt that it was time for me to make my move
    I thought I better hurry up before I busted a groove
    I leaned down to kiss her but then out of the blue
    A door slammed and a voice said, Baby, where are you?

    Her boyfriend busted in, he grinned an evil grin
    And said, Boy, I'm a tear your butt limb from limb
    I was scared as hell, where I was supposed to go?
    I just yelled Geronimo and jumped out the window

    Just my luck, we were in a snow storm
    And all I had was my underwear on to keep my warm
    And to top the night off, I had to break in my place
    Because my keys were on pants back on Sheila's book case
    I was done sneezing and coughing
    I hope this doesn't happen too often but

    Nevertheless, don't mean to bust your bubble
    But girls of the world ain't nothing but trouble
    So next time a girl gives you the play
    Just remember my rhyme and get the hell away

    Yo, man, you think they see your point?
    I don't know, I don't think they really do
    I think you should give 'em another example
    Awright, give me a scratch, let's make it funky right here

    I got a ring on my phone May 5th last year
    It was my girlfriend, Betty, I said, Hello, dear
    I was just about to call you
    I got a couple tickets to the Run D.M.C. Concert
    (I'm wit it)

    It's six o'clock now, at eight will you be ready?
    (Yeah)
    Aight, fine, see you then, Betty
    I combed my hair washed and brushed my teeth
    Got funky fresh dressed in my Le Coq Sportif

    Got to Betty's at eight, I was ready to jet
    Until Betty's mom said Betty's not ready yet
    I sat there for at least an hour
    It was ten after nine before she got in the shower

    Nine thirty five, she comes downstairs
    And said, I need a little longer to finish my hair
    At ten o'clock, we had then missed the show
    She comes downstairs and says let's go
    Go where? Go to sleep, I'm gone
    I was steaming like a demon as I drove home

    But it just goes to show not trying to bust your bubble
    But girls of the world ain't nothing but trouble
    So next time a girl gives you the play
    Just remember my rhyme, just remember my rhymes
    Take heed to my rhymes and get the hell away

    Man, first your 'Parents Just Don't Understand'
    Then you having these crazy nightmares
    I know, why me, man, why me? What's next?
    Now these girls, man, you know how it is
    Can't live wit 'em, can't live without 'em
    This song was submitted on November 24th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Willard C. Smith, Bettina M. Williams Clark, Jeffrey Townes, Buddy Kaye, Hugo Montenegro.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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