I'm guessing his lips Will brush off my cheek Before meet in my mouth Leaving me weak I'm thinking he kiss Sweet and slow It's a taste of a kiss I never can know 'cause it's wrong, so wrong, to want his touch His fingers are skilled It help me on whined I'm trying to sleep Come out of my mind. Strengthen his arms It's easy to see And i make him to feel, that's strengthen me. But it's wrong, so wrong, to want his touch And it's bad, so bad, to want it so much Dududududu It's wrong, so wrong, to want his touch. And it's bad, so bad, I want it so much.