I may be wrong, but I think you're wonderful I may be wrong, but I think you're swell I like your style, say I think it's marvelous I'm always wrong so how can I tell? Deuces to me are all aces Life is to me just a bore Faces are all open spaces You might be John Barrymore You came along, say I think you're wonderful I think you're grand, but I may be wrong I may be wrong, but I think you're wonderful I may be wrong, but I think you're swell I like your style, say I really think it's marvelous I'm always wrong so how can I tell? Deuces to me are all aces Life is to me just a bore Faces are all open spaces You might be John Barrymore You came along, say I think you're wonderful I think you're grand, but I may be wrong You said that Edison would never make that light You laughed at Mr. Franklin with his key and kite The point of the song is I'm always wrong But with you baby, I'm, oh, so right

I want to know who you are but you seem very nice So will you talk to me? Shall I tell you a story? Shall I tell you a treat? They think I'm crazy, They don't understand how I feel See, it started off as just a simple conversation I gave her The name of my record company, (Oh you're a singer) I said my name's Chamillionaire and I'm a rap entertainer (Oh you that guy they talking bout when they be whispering, ain't cha Bring your name up when they talking and say money will change ya I heard a lot about how you can't deal with your anger Heard the rumors how your always in trouble or danger Not gotta judge you if it's true, there's no need to explain sir You do have a right to be, you seem like your nice to me I'm bout to order me another drink, yeah would you like a seat?) I tell the bartender same Hennesey on ice for me Her drink starts emptying while she's spilling out her life to me Telling me about her goals and how successful she would like to be And invite me to a session of her life and she Seems so damn innocent but something isn't right to me She pulls out her picture phone "I got pictures, would you like to see?" I'm thinking she gotta be friendly as hell Giving a soul to me, it's like an identity sell We never met is the story that my memory tells Telling me tales like she doesn't handle Hennesey well Getting into it, getting intimate and into details See, I just met you and you showing me your kids "Who said I had any kids? I didn't bring up no kids" Then who's in this picture, "Man, let you show you just who it is" Umm, I don't remember her name but she look like an angel She wasn't from here, I knew she didn't hang a Round this part of the hood but hey the story gets stranger Cause this stranger was stranger than I could explain you see She said she wasn't married but the ring on her finger Told me she was lying and using the same uhh Game I use on women so I couldn't even blame her Spitting the game I spit to 'em when I'm trying to bang her (I bump into this guy, he told me that he used to know you He told me about the loyalty and love he used to show you He said what he said with a passion like it was so true Wouldn't take advantage of the fact that the listeners didn't really know you) There's pictures in my pocketbook, almost got it, I'll show you She digs in her purse and while she fumbles around I find that photo, I'm like "Oh no there's some trouble in town" I turn around as these two officers is coming in now They walk in real suspicious and come and sit down So close, I can see they barrels of the guns to the ground So close that they can listen to either one of us now We turn back around and she says no need for whispering Then she tells me that (I don't really give a damn whose listening Try to make it last a long time was my mission And he kept on tripping and then I got pissed at him Hit 'em with my fist and my punches were never missing him) Okay, let's get this straight, your man cheated on you and now You talking to a perfect stranger like it's making you proud And the rest of this conversation she just telling me how It wasn't her boyfriend in the pic but a familiar smile She said (pictures can be deceiving like she knew he was foul Look closer, you'll see a coward who uses his smile as power Fleeing the smoke strength, couldn't stand it another hour So she did what she did then she went to go take a shower) Damn what do you mean? (couldn't tell you that I missing him) I don't understand what your saying, how did you get rid of him? She dissing him, as I ask her what it is she did to him She stops, Ay keep talking I'm listening (I don't wanna tell about the images I'm picturing) Henny spilling then she tell me (For real and I got the feeling of what I'm feeling is that I wanted to kill him) Something's wrong here and I know just who is the villian Her voice was getting louder, the moral is getting clearer The officers is looking at us and I can tell they can hear her Told me (It was protection, Reached for it in the stash) The plastic is what she grabbed and she put it right on his ass Bust it before the blast, she thought she was free at last Baby I think you crazy, Sorry I'm pressing for time I gotta go grind, time's been interesting Now I'm sweating and stressing, this girl's got me guessing That this conversation is some type of evil confession She pulls a clearer picture, it's my damn ex-best friend How you know him? She told me she was with him at his house Watching movies on Sundays when they be chilling And that's exactly the day that the hospital came to get him The feeling was the worst feeling that she could possibly be feeling Stood up and then I yelled out "Why in the hell did you kill him?" I didn't kill him, I have AIDS, he had sex with 'em and that's crazy

I wanna show you that anything is possible Said I wanna show you that your wildest dreams can come true And I swear someday I'm gonna figure out how to do just that But until then I guess tryin is all I can do Maybe I'm wrong thinkin you want somethin better Maybe I'm wrong thinkin you got no problem makin it through the night Maybe I'm wrong about every little thing I'm talkin about Maybe I'm wrong but just maybe maybe I'm right No its none of my business but I think I can make you happy But it really doesnt matter if its me or someone else All that i know is that i think you're kinda special And one way or another gonna see that i can treat you well Maybe i'm wrong thinking you want something better Maybe i'm wrong thinking you got no Problem making it through the night Maybe i'm wrong about every little thing i'm talking about Maybe i'm wrong, but just maybe, maybe i'm right . . . . You seem to think that lady luck just doesn't like you Well, i've been trying to believe that the lady just ain't that dumb Oh, just give her time to get here And i'm sure that when she gets here She'll be really glad to be here when she comes. Maybe i'm wrong thinking you want something better Maybe i'm wrong thinking you got no Problem making it through the night Maybe i'm wrong about every little thing i'm talking about Maybe i'm wrong, but just maybe, maybe i'm right Maybe i'm wrong thinking you want something better Maybe i'm wrong thinking you got no Problem making it through the night Maybe i'm wrong about every little thing i'm talking about Maybe i'm wrong, but just maybe, maybe i'm right