That's when trouble begins

Seven-thirty and I got nothing left to give
My hope’s gone left with my joie de vivre and will to live a simple life, not for me
I don’t take nothin’ easy if I can do it the hard way 
 
Oh we got a long hot summer to wince through, Baby
But it didn’t take long to convince you when you were only seventeen 
And your heart would miss a beat for its country 
 
And all day long you tell me that’s when trouble begins
That’s when trouble begins, but if that’s what you want
Then maybe I could prickle under your skin 
 
Seven-forty and I got nothing left in me for small talk
Gossip or any kind of pleasantries and presently
When your heart comes crashing into me don’t say I didn’t warn you 
 
Oh we got a long, hot summer to burn through, Baby
And if you had any sense you’d return to when you were only seventeen 
And your heart would miss a beat for its country 
 
And all day long you tell me that’s when trouble begins
That’s when trouble begins, but if that’s what you want 
Then maybe I could prickle under your skin 
 
Ooh we got a long, hot summer to list through, Baby
And I haven’t got the patience to miss you like we were only seventeen 
When my heart would take a bullet for something 
 
And all day long you tell me that’s when trouble begins, that’s when trouble begins 
There’ll be plenty of teardrops you could soak up if you stay 
I try to be faithful but you’re leading me astray and the trouble with me 
Is that the trouble isn’t ever far away