Michelle Gurevich
Michelle Gurevich
Michelle Gurevich
Michelle Gurevich
Michelle Gurevich
Michelle Gurevich
Michelle Gurevich
Michelle Gurevich
Michelle Gurevich
Michelle Gurevich
On the wrong side of the fence
You will live the rest of your days
With the seed planted from my lips
Spread to your every crevice
Where the need grows unbearable
For the rest of your life
You'll replay-play-play-play-play
You'll wish so bad that you'd gone
All the way-way-way-way
Here's the spell I cast on you
On the wrong side of the fence
Where you keep easy company
Longing for what was so intense
An acquired taste you'll come to crave
To the memory you'll grow a slave
Laying awake in your bed
You'll replay-play-play-play-play
Compulsively trying to rewrite
The end-end-end-end
Here's the spell I cast on you
And you'll see me on the street
The hand you'll hold will feel so wrong
But you'll get used to it
There'll never be a woman like me
On the wrong side of the fence
You have hereby been sentenced
With the seed planted from my lips
Germinated to each crevice
Where the need grows to festering
And you'll see me on the street
Just still your heart cause from now on
It's easy company
There'll never be a woman like me
You'll never meet a woman like me
You'll never meet another woman like me
Wrong Side of the Fence was written by Michelle Gurevich.
Wrong Side of the Fence was produced by Michelle Gurevich.