Saints Of Los Angeles by Motley Crue

Chicks = Trouble

by Motley Crue· from Saints Of Los Angeles

[Written By Sixx / Mars / Michael / Ashba / Frederiksen] Rolls Royce shoppin Vicodin poppin Burn my cash in Beverly Hills Gold card lover Accountants run for cover Gucci went and jacked up my bill Well I know I shouldn't say it But truth be told I really thought that pussy was Gold [Chorus:] Chicks = trouble Ya add it up and get what ya get Chicks = trouble I always step right in I always step right in the shit Yeah I have a jet My balls are deep in debt And all she hears is ch ch ching But she wants more A gold diggin whore Here come the lawyers again [Chorus] I always step right in the shit He never said I could catch this from a centerfold But I got it bad and the doctor said I should've known I should've known I should've known [Chorus] Ya add it up and get what ya get Chicks = trouble You add it up You get what ya get Awww she gets half Oh no no