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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