Lyrics

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