Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Trouble in Paradise , by - Voila. Release date: 24.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Trouble in Paradise |
| Somebody |
| Said they saw you leaving |
| But not with me |
| I found your ring |
| By the bathroom sink |
| With no note explaining |
| And everybody’s looking for something |
| But I’m getting tired of looking for you |
| Ooh, why’s there always trouble in paradise |
| Ooh, why do I feel a change in the air tonight |
| Ooh, why do I go back without thinking twice |
| Ooh, why’s there always trouble |
| I get back home |
| And you surprise me waiting |
| There in the door, baby |
| Your face lights up |
| No, not complaining |
| You fuck me up |
| Oh everybody’s looking for something |
| But I’m getting tired of looking for you |
| Ooh, why’s there always trouble in paradise |
| Ooh, why do I feel a change in the air tonight |
| Ooh, why do I go back without thinking twice |
| Ooh, why’s there always trouble |
| Ooh, why’s there always trouble |
| Ooh, why’s there always trouble |
| Ooh, why’s there always trouble |
| Ooh, why’s there always trouble |
| Look, paradise |
| Pair of dice with me |
| I ain’t even gambling |
| My (votacapo) |
| At least that’s what I know |
| He the type to risk it all |
| Some cheap-ass Moscato |
| Ever know a man that just focus on vibrato |
| That ain’t got you just to pump up his bravado |
| You the type to see the map and fly out to Cabo |
| I’m the type to cruise wherever I go |
| Typo, iso |
| This is me, you are you |
| Mirror me, now play your cards |
| I’m just following suit, dude |
| Gimme the loot, gimme the loot |
| Fresh off the plane |
| Gimme the loot, gimme the loot |
| Go drop the top |
| Stick a move, stick a move |
| It’s time to pay the dues, overdue |
| And I don’t need no institution |
| I ain’t bout to pay 'em from my own two cents |
| No sir |
| Hate it gotta be like this |
| How we in the sand but it’s still conflict |
| Ooh, why’s there always trouble in paradise |
| Ooh, why do I feel a change in the air tonight |
| Ooh, why do I go back without thinking twice |
| Ooh, oh no, why’s there always trouble in paradise |
| And I don’t need no institution |
| I ain’t bout to pay 'em from my own two cents |
| No sir |
| Hater gotta be like this |
| How we in the sand but there’s still conflict |
| Ooh, why’s there always trouble in paradise |