Bird York

Wicked Little High (Drawn To You)

Bird York


You're a wrong turn 
a big fat No 
you're the fifth drink before a long drive home 
you're the thing to avoid 
the bars to my cage 
you're all I think about everyday 
you've got that thing 
that my wildest dreams are made of 
you set my world on fire 

I die everytime you walk by 
I can't hide that I'm drawn to you 
Desire is such a wicked little high 
when the one you want is blind to you 

you're the third scoop 
the second pack 
you're the reason for therapy 
why I should go back 
Hey Mister Wrong 
you're the tingle in my jeans 
you're everything I don't want 
but everything I need 
I see other guys 
but their kisses don't mean nothin' 
'cause you're what I have in mind 
I die everytime you walk by 
I can't hide that I'm drawn to you 
Desire is such a wicked little high 
when the one you want is blind to you 

you're a wrong turn 
a big fat No 
you're the fifth drink before a long drive