Lyrics

Skin tight dress, flaming red
She struts into the room turns every head
Angel eyes, devil smile
She knows every little trick to drive men wild

And you know you will lose
She's not one to be pursuin', you can see she's trouble brewin'

Casts her spell across the room
She weaves her wicked web of lies 'round you
Kick up dust, better make some tracks
If she draws you in there ain't no coming back

There's no doubt you will lose
She's not one to be pursuin', you can see she's trouble brewin'

Try to fight it, all is lost
You're enchanted, damn the cost

Self control is up and gone
She turns her charm on you, this won't take long
You're giving in, you got no prayer
She'll steal your soul but right now you don't care

And you know you will lose
She's not one to be pursuin', you can see she's trouble brewin'

Trouble brewin'