Girl, you make me suspect there are certain delights

That might be news to me,

And I know at a glance you could show me all the sights

I'd ever care to see.

You're a queen of the elite, and a treat between the sheets,

But I wonder if it's all for free.

It's that wrong-way feelin'.

Wrong-way feelin'.

"Go back", says the sign way back in my mind.

But I can't get away from you.

Honey, you look just like ol' Pharaoh's daughter --

All silk and style and class.

Down I go, like a lamb to the slaughter.

Honey, here's my ass.

Though I already seen this show, you know I'm gonna go.

But ain't we takin' this a bit too fast?

It's that wrong-way feelin'.

Wrong-way feelin'.

"Go back", says the sign way back in my mind.

But I can't get away from you.

We all know the story about Helen of Troy,

And her thousand ships:

Well, she didn't have a thing that could get to this boy,

Like a shake of your hips.

What you're doing to me now I know my mama don't allow,

And there's trouble painted on your lips.

It's that wrong-way feelin'. Wrong-way feelin'.

Go back, says the sign way back in my mind.

But I can't get away from you.

Ooooo sweet siren hit my switch

Ooooo sweet siren I never could resist a bitch