Lyrics

We get into just enough trouble, just enough trouble

Blackberry margarita
You’re my mamacita
Let’s go out dancing
Tipsy talking our way around the room
Glowing like flowers in spring bloom
You got your paper magazines
I’ve got my fresh tie-dyed blue jeans
After we turn few heads
Then goodbye my friend I need to put myself to bed

We get into just enough trouble, just enough trouble
They think they seeing double (yeah)
We get into just enough trouble, just enough trouble

Ah, my head is a hurting
we always flirting with disaster
A little older still we smolder
Ashes to ashes we all fall down
Burn like the stars up in the sky
Bask in the sea of summertime
Don’t try to hard to impress
Sorry, not sorry we couldn’t care less

We get into just enough trouble, just enough trouble
They think they seeing double (yeah)
We get into just enough trouble, just enough trouble

oa, oa

Getting close to feeling good, doing all the things I should, carry water chopping wood
check, check
Please don’t rain on my parade
Getting close to feeling good, doing all the things I should
Please don’t rain on my parade
Getting close to feeling good, doing all the things I should
Please don’t rain on my parade
Getting close to feeling good, doing all the things I should
Please don’t rain on my parade

We get into just enough trouble, just enough trouble
They think they seeing double (yeah)
We get into just enough trouble, just enough trouble
We get into just enough trouble, just enough trouble
They think they seeing double (yeah)
We get into just enough trouble, just enough trouble