Featured In
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Olly Murs
Vocals
Flo Rida
Vocals
Josh Wilkinson
Programming
Luke Potashnick
Guitar
Steve Robson
Keyboards
Claude Kelly
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Olly Murs
Songwriter
Steve Robson
Songwriter
Claude Kelly
Songwriter
Tramar Dillard
Songwriter
Breyan Isaac
Songwriter
Simon Hale
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Steve Robson
Producer
Sam Miller
Engineer
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
John Hanes
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
You're a troublemaker, you're a troublemaker
(Huh) you ain't nothin' but a troublemaker, girl
You had me hooked again from the minute you sat down
The way you bite your lips, got my head spinnin' around
After a drink or two, I was putty in your hands
I don't know if I have the strength to stand (ooh)
Trouble, troublemaker, yeah, that's your middle name (oh-oh)
I know you're no good, but you're stuck in my brain
And I wanna know
Why does it feel so good, but hurt so bad? (Whoa)
My mind keeps saying run as fast as you can
I say I'm done, but then you pull me back (whoa)
I swear you're giving me a heart attack
Troublemaker
It's like you're always there in the corners of my mind
I see a silhouette every time I close my eyes
There must be poison in those fingertips of yours
'Cause I keep comin' back again for more (oh-oh)
Trouble, troublemaker, yeah, that's your middle name (oh-oh)
I know you're no good, but you're stuck in my brain
And I wanna know
Why does it feel so good, but hurt so bad? (Whoa)
My mind keeps saying run as fast as you can
I say I'm done, but then you pull me back (whoa)
I swear you're giving me a heart attack
Troublemaker
Why does it feel so good, but hurt so bad? (Whoa)
My mind keeps saying run as fast as you can (you troublemaker)
I say I'm done, but then you pull me back (whoa)
I swear you're giving me a heart attack
Troublemaker
Maybe I'm insane
'Cause I keep doing the same damn thing
Think one day we gon' change
But you know just how to work that back
And make me forget my name
What the hell you do, I won't remember
I'll be gone until November
And you'll show up again next summer, yeah
Typical middle name is Prada
Fit you like a glove, girl, I'm sick of the drama
You're a troublemaker
But damn, girl, it's like I love the trouble
And I can't even explain why (yeah)
Why does it feel so good, but hurt so bad? (Whoa)
My mind keeps saying run as fast as you can (troublemaker, yeah)
I say I'm done, but then you pull me back (whoa)
I swear you're giving me a heart attack
Troublemaker
Why does it feel so good but hurt so bad? (And I can't even explain why)
My mind keeps saying run as fast as you can (troublemaker)
I say I'm done, but then you pull me back (whoa)
I swear you're giving me a heart attack
Troublemaker
Writer(s): Breyan Stanley Isaac, Claude Kelly, Oliver Stanley Murs, Tramar Dillard, Steve Robson
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