Trouble In Paradise

Well you remember the year you rolled into town
Ya got to work in the factory till the sun goes down
When the whistle blows around Friday night
Gonna be set free amidst the flashing lights
Oh no… Oh no
Got trouble in paradise
I said, trouble in paradise
You know I love my baby, and I love my car
We get tight together, don’t know where we are
Well tonight it’s light in this restless town
They’ll be gettin' the feelin' when the sun goes down
Oh no… Oh no
Got trouble in paradise
I said, trouble in paradise
Oh no… Oh no
We got trouble in paradise… paradise
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