Isabella

Well I heard you’re on the run with your locksmith buddy from Hong Kong
You got your rabbit foot keychain but the love that you’ve locked out is long gone
If the key don’t fit the front door then you better not knock
If you go back to the back door be prepared to pick the lock

Peekin’ in the window down the smokestack too
You’ll be lookin in for me, I’ll be lookin’ out for you

Isabella Isabella
Isabella Isabella
Isabella Isabella well-a you spell-a trouble to me

Well I understand you’ve found a way to counterfeit the keys to the highway
If you ever find a short-cut to Love please don’t pass it my way
You think you’ve got a right to every thing I’ve got left
If you could steal my heart again It’d just be petty theft

Peekin’ in the blinds through the roof cracks too
You’ll be lookin’ in for me I’ll be lookin’ out for you

Isabella Isabella
Isabella Isabella
Isabella Isabella well-a you spell-a trouble to me

I couldn’t help but notice that your shadow’s got a chip on it’s shoulder
It’s snowing in your heart and it keeps gettin’ colder and colder

If the furniture looks different, it’s because I had it painted
Everything we shared together never got acquainted

Peekin’ in the shades and the keyhole too
You’ll be lookin’ in for me I’ll be lookin’ out for you.

Isabella Isabella
Isabella Isabella well-a you spell-a trouble to me

Isabella Isabella
Isabella Isabella

Isabella Isabella
what’s a fellow gonna do….