The Way You Turn Around

They met you here tonight
As you waltzed across their mind
They chain you
Down to the water you ride
And I knew not to stare
When they asked me how you’d been
When the mics go off,
I think about you again
And you…
You do me wrong, You do me wrong
You do me wrong, you do me wrong
What I can’t describe is the way you turn around
So run yourself all wild
With the wine you stole from their car
When the lights turn down you can come and ask
Me how I do what I do
You should see me do what I do
Maybe someday we’ll reach out again
And someday we can turn it back on it’s head
And then we’ll believe,
Believe where we’ve been
And we’ll see it…
Like you do, like you do
You do me wrong, You do me wrong
You do me wrong, you do me wrong
What I can’t describe is the way you turn around
No, I can’t describe the way you turn around
No, I can’t describe the way you turn around