Baby Don't Do It

You've got trouble in your eyes, You've got trouble in your eyes I can see it I keep runnin' down your street Following the smell of your feet Like a compass Hot on your trail I can tell by the smell Broken twigs and bread crumbs My machete glints by the light of the moon But I'm too late Baby, don't do it You've go trouble in your eyes bad thoughts on your mind So I chased you My machete and me hacked a trail all night through the forest Hot on your trail I can tell by the smell Broken twigs and bread crumbs My machete glints by the light of the moon But I'm too late Baby, don't do it (xseveral)