You've Got It Wrong Lyrics

In a steamed, wet window of a public house,
I"m using it like a mirror and eyeing myself up.

And somewhere in the corner
He"s telling her a joke
And I had to stick the boot in
Because that"s not how it goes.
She"s drinking down his laughter
And she don"t half love a drink.
For someone I never gave half a thought to
He don"t have make me think.
And somewhere in the corner
He"s telling her a joke
And I had to stick the boot in
Because that"s not how it goes.

You've got it wrong,
You've got it wrong,
Don't make me tell you girl.

She"s crying when I tell her
He won"t bother us no more
And it"ll give us time to wonder
If he"s ever lied before.
And somewhere in the corner
I"m telling her a joke
And she was crying laughing
Because that"s exactly how it goes.