Wrong (feat. Deborah Caldwell Moore)

I thought I was doing right

Then I realized I was wrong

But you kept your arms around me

And you never left me alone

Ooh (I was wrong)

Ooh (I was wrong)

Girls, I was (I was wrong)

Hey I (I was wrong)

Can I get a little personal right here, y'all?

Being a married woman

Experienced in heartache and pain

The revenge would make it better

But instead it brought me to shame

Oh what I was doing would come to light, hey

Sneakin' and creepin' all through the night, y'all

Embarrassed by those who lookin' up to me

Satan had me blind so I could not see that

I was (I was wrong)

Ha, yes sir (I was wrong)

Can anybody out there say (I was wrong)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (I was wrong)

Girls, let's take it on home

I (I was wrong)

Wrong (Wrong)

Wrong (Wrong)

Wrong (Wrong)

I was (Wrong)

Wrong (Wrong)

(Wrong)

(Wrong)

(I was wrong)

Wro-o-ong (Wrong)

(Wrong)

No man (Wrong)

(Wrong)

Could make me (Wrong)

Good (Wrong)

(Wrong)

(I was wrong)

I was wrong

No man could make me feel good (I was wrong)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh (I was wrong)

Wrong

Wrong

Wrong

Wrong (I was wrong)

Wrong (I was wrong)

Ooh