T-R-O-U-B-L-E - Travis Tritt

Tu combles mes rêves, tu combles mes rêves Tu combles mes rêves, tu combles mes rêves Tu combles mes rêves Sopra', Tayc de Tayc Nombreux sont les hommes qui se taisent sur le sujet Mais moi je veux parler, ne reste pas dans mon ombre T'es ma femme, t'es mon bébé, c'est toi qui me fais briller Oh, ma chérie, chérie coco nah (coco nah) Mon seul repère, ma madame, ma seule amie Oh, ma chérie, chérie coco nah (coco nah) J'ai vu ton père, et devant lui j'ai tout promis (ye-yeah, yeah, yeah) Tu combles mes rêves Tu réjouis ma peine comme un cadeau du ciel Tu combles mes rêves, tu brises mes chaînes T'es mon cadeau du ciel (ouh, ouh, ouh, ouh, ouh) Tu combles mes rêves (tu combles mes rêves) Tu combles mes rêves (tu combles mes rêves) Tu combles mes rêves (tu combles mes rêves) Tu combles mes rêves (tu combles mes rêves) Pince-moi, dis-moi que le réveil ne se fera pas Laisse-moi dans ce rêve que tu m'fais vivre Pince-moi ou enchaîne-moi dans tes bras Y a que comme ça que j'me sens libre (y a que ta voix qui m'enivre) Je sais, j'suis immature, des fois même une raclure Mais t'as gommé mes ratures, comblé toutes mes fissures T'es ma plus belle peinture, t'as fruité ma nature Accroche vite ta ceinture, toi et moi faut qu'ça dur baby (chaloupé) Tu combles mes rêves (tu combles mes rêves) Tu réjouis ma peine comme un cadeau du ciel (ouh, ouh, ouh, ouh, ouh) Tu combles mes rêves, tu brises mes chaînes T'es mon cadeau du ciel (ouh yeah, ouh yeah) Tu combles mes rêves (tu combles mes rêves) Tu combles mes rêves (tu combles mes rêves) Tu combles mes rêves (tu combles mes rêves) Tu combles mes rêves (tu combles mes rêves) Tu combles mes rêves (tu combles mes rêves) Tu combles mes rêves (tu combles mes rêves) Tu combles mes rêves (tu combles mes rêves) Tu combles mes rêves (tu combles mes rêves) Que toi, que toi, que toi, mami il n'y a que toi Que toi, que toi, mami il n'y a que toi (tu combles mes rêves) Que toi, que toi, mami il n'y a que toi Que toi, que toi Que toi, que toi, que toi, mami il n'y a que toi (tu combles mes rêves) Que toi, que toi Bébé il n'y a que toi, que toi, que toi Mami il n'y a que toi, que toi, que toi (tu combles mes rêves)

(Writers: Jay Livingston, Ray Evans) City sidewalks, busy sidewalks, Dressed in holiday style, In the air there's a feeling of Christmas. Children laughing, people passing, Meeting smile after smile, And on every street corner you hear. Silver bells, silver bells, It's Christmastime in the city. Hear the bells go ding-a-ling, hear them ring, Soon it will be Christmas day. Strings of street lights, even stop lights Blink a bright red and green As the shoppers rush home with their treasures. Hear the snow crunch, see the kids bunch, This is Santa's big scene, And above all this bustle you hear. Silver bells, silver bells, It's Christmastime in the city. Hear the bells go ding-a-ling, hear them ring, Soon it will be Christmas day...

I took a double take out on the interstate When I saw her makin' eyes at me So I followed her down to Clubhouse Drive Past the pool on the eighteenth green And in the parkin' lot I said, "It's mighty hot Maybe I could buy you a beer" She said, "I'm glad you asked but I'll have to pass 'Cause only members are allowed in here" And I said I'm a member of a country club Country music is what I love I drive an old Ford pick-up truck I do my drinkin' from a Dixie cup Hey, I'm a bona fide dancin' fool I shoot a mighty mean game of pool At any honky-tonk roadside pub I'm a member of a country club You look so invitin', thought it might be excitin' For a woman with a limousine To go bouncin' around in a beat up truck With a man in wore out jeans Yeah, it's five o'clock before Friday night Here's where the fun begins So don't worry 'bout your reputation 'Cause you can tell all your friends I'm a member of a country club Country music is what I love I drive an old Ford pick-up truck I do my drinkin' from a Dixie cup Hey, I'm a bona fide dancin' fool I shoot a mighty mean game of pool At any honky-tonk roadside pub Well, I'm a member of a country club Yeah, I'm a member of a country club Country music is what I love I drive an old Ford pick-up truck I do my drinkin' from a Dixie cup Hey, I'm a bona fide dancin' fool I shoot a mighty mean game of pool At any honky-tonk roadside pub Well, I'm a member of a country club At any honky-tonk roadside pub Well, I'm a member of a country club

Well, I'm a runnin' down the road, tryin' to loosen my load, I've got seven women on my mind: Four that wanna own me, two that wanna stone me, One says she's a friend of mine. Take it easy, take it easy, Don't let the sound of your own wheels drive you crazy. Lighten up while you still can, don't even try to understand, Just find a place to make your stand and take it easy. Well, I'm a standin' on a corner in Winslow, Arizona And such a fine sight to see: It's a girl, my Lord, in a flat bed Ford Slowin' down to take a look at me. Come on, baby, don't say maybe. I gotta know if your sweet love is gonna save me. We may lose and we may win though we will never be here again. So open up, I'm climbin' in, so take it easy. Well, I'm a runnin' down the road, tryin' to loosen my load, Got a world of trouble on my mind. Lookin' for a lover who won't blow my cover, She's so hard to find. Take it easy, take it easy, Don't let the sound of your own wheels make you crazy. Come on, baby, don't say maybe. I gotta know if your sweet love is gonna save me. Oh, we got it easy, We oughta take it easy.