If you're looking for trouble
You came to the right place
If you're looking for trouble
Just look right in my face
I was born standing up
[Verse 2]
And talking back
My daddy was a green-eyed mountain jack
Because I'm evil, my middle name is misery
Well I'm evil, so don't you mess around with me
[Verse 3]
I've never looked for trouble
But I've never ran
I don't take no orders
From no kind of man
[Verse 4]
I'm only made out
Of flesh, blood and bone
But if you're going to start a rumble
Don't you try it on alone
[Verse 5]
Because I'm evil, my middle name is misery
Well I'm evil, so don't you mess around with me
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all the way down to Memphis
Got a room at the YMCA
For the next three weeks I went huntin' them nights
Just lookin' for a place to play
Well, I thought my pickin' would set 'em on fire
But nobody wanted to hire a guitar man.
So I slept in the hobo jungles
Roamed a thousand miles off track
Till I found myself in Mobile Alabama
At a club they call Big Jack's
A little four-piece band was jammin'
So I took my guitar and I sat in
I showed 'em what a band would sound like
With a swingin' little guitar man.
Show 'em, son
I went and bought myself a ticket
And I sat down in the very first row
They pulled the curtain
But then when they turned the spotlight way down low
Little Egypt came out a-struttin'
Wearin' nothin' but a button and a bow
Singing, ying-ying, ying-ying
Ying-ying, ying-ying
Little Egypt...
