Paroles: Art Brut. Pump Up The Volume.

We'd taken our clothes off, in the rewarder
And you're leavin' your shoes to make you look taller
And I can't say I'm not enjoying the kissing
But I've a sneaking suspicion that you're not really listening

I know I shouldn't
Is it so wrong
To break from your kiss
To turn up a pop song

I know I shouldn't
And it's possibly wrong
To break from your kiss
To turn up a pop song

I'm taking it slowly
I've been reading the signs
I found my hand in a place
Where I can't tell if she minds
Rolling around amongst our clothes on the floor
I can't help it:
"Have you heard this song before?"

I know I shouldn't
Is it so wrong
To break from your kiss
To turn up a pop song

I know I shouldn't
And it's possibly wrong
To break from your kiss
To turn up a pop song

Then something angry muttered,
Between two people, red and flustered
We'd just kissed and that's about it
It may as well have been radio static

I know I shouldn't
Is it so wrong
To break from your kiss
To turn up a pop song

I know I shouldn't
And it's possibly wrong
To break from your kiss
To turn up a pop song