Wrong So Wrong Songtext
von Eleanor McEvoy

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.