Sleep on My Side

I read somewhere online that opposites attract But I've been thinkin', we might be a little too different for that You like your coffee hot, I want mine iced You never listen to John Prine You'd choose a city over two-lane Tennessee And that don't make you Mr. Wrong, but you're far from Mr. Right 'Cause I'm a glass of red fine wine, and you're a bad idea on ice It's good that we're so different, but when the day is done I sleep on my side and you sleep with everyone I like my bed made and the smell of my own sheets I bet you haven't slept in yours in weeks I'm sun-kissed tan, and you can't stand the beach You like sour, I like sweet I call my mom and when yours calls you, you let it ring And that don't make you Mr. Wrong, but you're far from Mr. Right 'Cause I'm a glass of red fine wine, and you're a bad idea on ice It's good that we're so different, but when the day is done I sleep on my side and you sleep with everyone Ooh, you sleep with everyone I heard from a friend of a friend you got with both of them And their friends said the same, we're just different, that's okay And that don't make you Mr. Wrong, but you're far from Mr. Right 'Cause I'm a glass of red fine wine, and you're a bad idea on ice It's good that we're so different, but when the day is done I sleep on my side and you sleep with everyone Ooh, you sleep with everyone Literally everyone and I sleep on my side