Askin' For Trouble, by Allison McCulloch

Askin' For Trouble

(with music)

Fourteen in a pick-up truck
And fallen into dumb, hard luck
Fishin for a cigarette
With a guy she just kind of met

She's askin' for Trouble
But she thinks she's doing right
Tomorrow seems so out of her sight
She's asking for trouble
And maybe she'll get it tonight

Been married 15 years
Tucks her son into bed
She'll forgive him "this
One drink " again and again

She's askin' for Trouble
But she thinks she's doing right
Tomorrow seems so out of her sight
She's asking for trouble
And maybe she'll get it tonight

She's askin' for Trouble
But she thinks she's doing right
Tomorrow seems so out of her sight
She's asking for trouble
And maybe she'll get it tonight

She's asking for trouble
And maybe she'll get it tonight

written Thanksgiving, 1997
1998, Allison McCulloch

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