Wrong

Who's this guy in my bed?

And why do I still have my high heels on?

I try to open my eyes

But my lashes seen to be stuck in one

Refrain:

Well, I chose to ignore all the good advice

I am what I am and I'm not always nice

I pay all my taxes, give money to Green Peace

Recycle the bottles that I've emptied

I have the right to do

I have the right to be

Wrong

I don't have any regrets

About not remembering yesterday

And my poor body is the victim

Of the actions my head decides to make

Refrain

I have the right to do

I have the right to be

I have the right to be

Wrong