Take a little smoke in the evening Take a little whiskey on ice I never get behind on killing my mind It’s just the kind of things i like Just the kind of things i like The minute that i saw you walking over I figured i was digging my grave And you had the shovel I knew you were trouble But you’re just the kind of trouble i crave Just the kind of trouble i crave Mama always set a good example Daddy always gave me good advice Jesus tried to steer me in the right direction But the devil always made me think twice Devil always made me think twice
