| Song | This Must Be Wrong |
| Artist | Janis Ian |
| Album | Aftertones |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Ian | |
| I gave a party | |
| I said you could come | |
| You showed up at your door | |
| With all your leathers on | |
| I said This must be wrong | |
| It can't be right | |
| How can you make love to me | |
| Dressed up for a fight? | |
| Pick me up off the floor | |
| No more | |
| 'Cause you surely can't be mine | |
| Religion came | |
| almost overnight | |
| You were the high priest | |
| I was the sacrifice | |
| I said this must be wrong | |
| This can't be right | |
| Take off your stupid robe | |
| And put down your knife | |
| These ropes are getting tight | |
| All right | |
| You surely can't be mine | |
| I come home half dead | |
| Late on a Saturday night | |
| You stand on the bed and you | |
| tell me you're learning to fly | |
| I said Take off your boots | |
| Take off your cape | |
| Throw away your long johns | |
| I ain't no Lois Lane | |
| Before I get my kryptonite | |
| All right | |
| 'Cause you surely can't be mine | |
| I was ready for love | |
| Big brass bed and all | |
| I was ready for love | |
| You said Let's talk about the war | |
| I said What war? | |
| What war? | |
| Take off your clothes | |
| And don't you worry me no more | |
| I ain't no fly by night | |
| All right | |
| You surely can't be mine |
| zuo ci : Ian | |
| I gave a party | |
| I said you could come | |
| You showed up at your door | |
| With all your leathers on | |
| I said This must be wrong | |
| It can' t be right | |
| How can you make love to me | |
| Dressed up for a fight? | |
| Pick me up off the floor | |
| No more | |
| ' Cause you surely can' t be mine | |
| Religion came | |
| almost overnight | |
| You were the high priest | |
| I was the sacrifice | |
| I said this must be wrong | |
| This can' t be right | |
| Take off your stupid robe | |
| And put down your knife | |
| These ropes are getting tight | |
| All right | |
| You surely can' t be mine | |
| I come home half dead | |
| Late on a Saturday night | |
| You stand on the bed and you | |
| tell me you' re learning to fly | |
| I said Take off your boots | |
| Take off your cape | |
| Throw away your long johns | |
| I ain' t no Lois Lane | |
| Before I get my kryptonite | |
| All right | |
| ' Cause you surely can' t be mine | |
| I was ready for love | |
| Big brass bed and all | |
| I was ready for love | |
| You said Let' s talk about the war | |
| I said What war? | |
| What war? | |
| Take off your clothes | |
| And don' t you worry me no more | |
| I ain' t no fly by night | |
| All right | |
| You surely can' t be mine |
| zuò cí : Ian | |
| I gave a party | |
| I said you could come | |
| You showed up at your door | |
| With all your leathers on | |
| I said This must be wrong | |
| It can' t be right | |
| How can you make love to me | |
| Dressed up for a fight? | |
| Pick me up off the floor | |
| No more | |
| ' Cause you surely can' t be mine | |
| Religion came | |
| almost overnight | |
| You were the high priest | |
| I was the sacrifice | |
| I said this must be wrong | |
| This can' t be right | |
| Take off your stupid robe | |
| And put down your knife | |
| These ropes are getting tight | |
| All right | |
| You surely can' t be mine | |
| I come home half dead | |
| Late on a Saturday night | |
| You stand on the bed and you | |
| tell me you' re learning to fly | |
| I said Take off your boots | |
| Take off your cape | |
| Throw away your long johns | |
| I ain' t no Lois Lane | |
| Before I get my kryptonite | |
| All right | |
| ' Cause you surely can' t be mine | |
| I was ready for love | |
| Big brass bed and all | |
| I was ready for love | |
| You said Let' s talk about the war | |
| I said What war? | |
| What war? | |
| Take off your clothes | |
| And don' t you worry me no more | |
| I ain' t no fly by night | |
| All right | |
| You surely can' t be mine |