Baby...you got me all wrong 
And maybe...I am not all down and out, I'm high and I'm in

Don't you know who I am?
I'm the jaded one with pop insensitivity
And when I finish [bad word] #39;
We can make our way to the dance floor and stand like

Strangers...in an elevator stuck between stories
I always find myself in the middle of your stories

With the camera as a witness, I will suffer
With the camera as a witness, I will suffer

If everything I do is wrong, but by God, I do it right
If everything I do is wrong, but by God, I do it right
If everything I do is wrong, but by God, I do it right
If everything I do is wrong, but by God, I do it right

We don't dance - no, no, no 
We got class
No, we don't have any fun at all
It's the new style and we know it

We're not stunnin'
We're just stunned

And we're lyin' for a livin'
We're lyin' for a livin'

Don't you know who I am?
I'm the real thing with low-key sensibilities
I don't need what I got
Half as much as everyone covets it (Covets it...)

Well, if lovin' me is wrong
Then [bad word]  you do it right
Well, if lovin' me is wrong
Then [bad word]  you do it right

It turns us on
To turn you down
We're turned on
To turn you down