Trouble needs a home, girlsTrouble needs a homeShe fell out with SatanNow she's on the runBut I have found it quite straightforwardIn her contracts and her dealsShe warns me when danger is looseBehind his wingsAnd he is loose behind his wingsDon't cry babyTrouble got evictedFrom the devil's lairI wager she got betrayedBy her friend despairNow the flames from Satan's tongueAre charged and licking at her heelsShe whispers a ginger dayJust loose behind his wingsAnd Satan knows how dangerousMakes you feelWhat will be will beBabyYou don'tYou don't need to cryThere areNo tears in my eyesIf danger wants to find meI'll let him inHe can find meTrouble needs a home, girlsA covert abodeFrom Tucson to OhioBack through Tobacco RoadAnd she is armedAnd will fight for the soulsOf the girls around the worldStanding up to SatanDancing outside my golden swordI'm on her sideIn this brutal worldDon't cry babyYou don'tYou don't need to cryBabyYou don't need to cryYou don't need to cryNotice myelectionsDon't think I don'tTo the daredevil's attacking meκemptionBy ChiziciahBy Chiziciahhome, girls, will you give a warm? Trouble needs a home. Trouble needs a home.