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