Woah
Woah
Woah
Her nails are multicolor
There's a piercing in her nose
Wears high heels in the winter
Feel the snow fall on her toes
She's a bird of paradise
In this jungle of concrete
She'll make you a believer
Just by walkin' down the street
She dances every morning
And mixes coffee with her tea
She says that life is boring
Unless you're young, wild and free
You're just the right kind of wrong (woah)
Like Christmas lights all summer long (woah)
She never sleeps until the dawn
And still she somehow soldiers on
I think that she might be the one
She's the right kind of wrong
(The right kind of wrong)
She loves to watch the sunrise
On a bench in Central Park
City is a nightlight
Cuz she's afraid of the dark
We had our first kiss
In the backseat of a cab
And ever since that moment
She's been driving me mad
I think she might be trouble
But we're having too much fun
She just smiles and tells me
Baby, only the good die young
You're just the right kind of wrong (woah)
Like Christmas lights all summer long (woah)
She never sleeps until the dawn
And still she somehow soldiers on
I think that she might be the one
She's the right kind of wrong
(The right kind of wrong)
I think she might be trouble x2 (woah)
Trouble
I think she might be trouble (Tr-trouble)
I think she might be trouble
But we're having too much fun
You're just the right kind of wrong
Like Christmas lights all summer long (woah)
You're just the right kind of wrong (woah)
Like Christmas lights all summer long (woah)
She never sleeps until the dawn
And still she somehow soldiers on
I think that she might be the one
She's the right kind of wrong
(Woah)
I think she might be trouble (woah)