There’s Your Trouble

Should have been different but

It wasn’t different, was

Same old story, dear John, and so long

Should have fit like a glove

Should have fit like a ring

Like a diamond ring

A token of true love

Should have all worked out

She should be here now

There’s your trouble, there’s your trouble

You keep seeing double with the wrong one

You can’t See I love you, you can’t see she doesn’t

But you just keep holding on

There’s your trouble

So now you’re thinking ’bout

All you’re missing — how

Deep you’re sinking, round and round and dragging down

Why don’t you cash in your chips

Why don’t you call it a loss

Not such a big loss, chalk it up better luck

could have been true love

It should all add up

But it doesn’t

There’s your trouble, there’s your trouble

You keep Seeing double with the wrong one

You can’t See I love you, you can’t See she doesn’t

But you just keep holding on

there’s your trouble

Should have all worked out

She should be here now

There’s your trouble, there’s your trouble

You keep Seeing double with the wrong one

You can’t see I love you, you can’t see she doesn’t

But you just keep holding on

There’s your trouble