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Chicks = Trouble

by Mötley Crüe

on Saints Of Los Angeles (2008)

Rolls Royce shoppin',
Vicaden poppin',
Burn my cash in Beverly Hills

Gold card lover,
Accountants run for cover,
Gucci went and jacked up my bills

Well I know I shouldn't say it, but truth be told,
I really thought that pussy was gold

Chicks = Trouble,
You add it up and you get what you get
Chicks = Trouble,
I always step right in,
I always step right in the shit
Oh, yeah, baby

Oh yeah, I have a jet,
My balls are deep in debt,
And all she hears is cha-cha-cha-ching

But she wants more,
A gold-digging whore,
Here come the lawyers again

Chicks = Trouble,
You add it up and you get what you get
Chicks = Trouble,
They'll kick you when your down in the ditch.
Chicks = Trouble,
I always step right in,
I always step right in the shit

They never said I could catch this from a center fold,
I got it bad and the doctor said I should've known,
I should've known
I should've known
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Chicks = Trouble,
You add it up and you get what you get
Chicks = Trouble,
They'll kick you when your down in the ditch.
Chicks = Trouble,
You add it up and you get what you get
Chicks = Trouble,
Oh you add it up
You get what you get
Oh, she gets it half
Oh no, no