Trouble You Need

Pretty baby
Won’t you come over to me?
I’ve been waiting for you so impatiently
It’s an evening for some good company
Seasons changing
Boys of the summer are gone
I could use a man like you for the fall
Stick with me, we could watch the whole world fall asleep
And it seems to me
That you’ve got a problem indeed
The remedy
Is I’m just the trouble you need
You should know
That I always get what I want
You’re the flint on the iron to give it a spark
What’s the fun in being alone in the dark?
If passion leads you
Let reason hold the reigns
I’d oblige if that’s something you’d like to arrange
Let’s dispense with all these formalities
And it seems to me
That you’ve got a problem, indeed
The remedy
Is I’m just the trouble you need
Don’t you worry 'bout it
Don’t you worry 'bout a thing
Leave that up to me
Don’t you worry 'bout it
Don’t you worry 'bout a thing
And it seems to me
That you’ve got a problem, indeed
The remedy
Is I’m just the trouble you need