I guess it's symptomatic of this slight infatuation Stalking you has sorta become like my occupation Used to be a beauty queen with simple acquisitions Met my local rock star now I'm having visions
I fell for you, you like me too Lets get it on check 1, 2 I fell for you, you want me too Let's get it on!
Is it wrong? Is it wrong? I'm making out with you While you're singing your song Is it wrong? Is it wrong? You're playing your guitar and it's turning me on You got your eye liner, long hair Walking 'round like you don't care You got me in the back of your car, like a star Is it wrong? Is it wrong? If it's wrong I don't wanna be right
I get so systematic in this kinda situation I need it, have to have it, to take over domination Used to be so simple, never wanting, never wishing Now I'm hooked on fame and I'm a girl on a mission!
I fell for you, it's all for you Let's get it on check 1, 2 I fell for you, it's all for you Let's get it on!
Is it wrong? Is it wrong? I'm making out with you While you're singing your song. Is it wrong? Is it wrong? You're playing your guitar and it's turning me on. You got your eye liner, long hair Walking 'round like you don't care You got me in the back of your car, like a star Is it wrong? Is it wrong? If it's wrong I don't wanna be right
The funny little thing about love Is that you're blind all the time And even when you think you had enough You're wanting more it isn't right But you can't stop
You got your eye liner, long hair Walking round like you don't care You got me in the back of your car You got your eye liner, long hair Walking round like you don't care You got me in the back of your car Is it wrong? Is it wrong? If it's wrong I don't wanna be right