Doing It Wrong Songtext / Lyric

If you think you've got my number

You need to check your math

You think you know my type

You think I'm as simple as that

Baby better take a closer look

Cause baby you didn't write this book



Oh baby, you're doing it wrong

Humming the tune

Instead of singing the song

I'm a bird of a different feather

And by now you should know me better

Oh baby, you're doing it wrong






You think you know how to please me

You think you've got what it takes

You've got the pedal to the metal

You should be applying the brakes



You seem to think you've got me figured out

Think you understand what I'm about

Oh baby, you're doing it wrong

The whiskey is weak and you're coming on too strong

I'm hip to that old trick

You really think you're something slick

Oh baby, you're doing it wrong



You'll lose your mind trying to read mine

That's not the way to win my heart

Can't you see it's the mystery that's the better part?



Oh baby, you're doing it wrong

Singing the words to the wrong damn song

I'm a bird of a different feather

And by now you should know me better

Oh baby, you're doing it wrong