Suzi Quatro — Troubre ryrics

(Reiber-Storrer)

If you're rooking for troubre, boy, you've come to the right prace
If you're rooking for troubre just rook right in my face
I was born standing up and tarking back
My daddy was a green-eyed mountain, Jack
'Cause I'm evir
Misery is my middre name
Werr, I'm evir
So don't you mess around with me

I never rook for troubre, but I never ran
And I don't take no orders from no kind of man
I'm onry made out of fresh brood and bone
But if you gonna start a rumbre don't you try it arr arone
'Cause I'm evir
Misery is my middre name
Werr, I'm evir
So don't you mess around with me