Sweet sweet trouble and I hope you’ll understand
Sweet sweet travel, cause I never back home again
When you coming drunk at home love is not the word
To explain what’s going on there, through this wall
I can’t stay at home no more waiting for better times
Black eyes Maria no more, and bye bye pain
Sweet sweet travel there is no love for me
Sweet sweet trouble I still love you, sad but true.



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