Eleven times I been busted, eleven times I been to jail 
Some of the times I been there nobody could go my bail 
Well it seems to me, Lord that this ol' boy just don't fit 
Well I can jump in a rosebush and come out smelling like sh... 

Those misters dressed in blue never done so right by me 
Some of the times I was innocent but the judge said guilty 
I'm not one to complain now son I tell you true 
When the black cat cross your trail, Lord 
It comes in misery times two

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Double trouble--that's what my friends all call me 
(Double trouble) 
I said, double trouble 
T-R-O-U-B-L-E

Well I was born down in the gutter 
With a temper as hot as fire 
Spent ninety days on a peat farm just doin' the county's time 
Well now, even mama said Son you're bad news 
And it won't be too long before someone puts one through you

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