Wrong Way Round Lyrics - Hugh Cornwell

She's built the wrong way round 

Turns a yeah into a nay 

Acts like a horse treat her worse 

Until your voice goes hoarse 

She'll turn your friends into sheriff 

And what's more she's built the wrong way round 

You never know which way she'll go 

You reach high when she's way down below 

Her feet smell her nose runs 

She can sniff an Indian at fifty guns 

She's so soft she makes it hard 

And what's more she's built the wrong way round 

Never wears a hat outside her face 

Shields the sun from her gaze 

Starts at the end in a maze - amazing! 

She's built the wrong way round 

Wakes you up puts you to sleep 

Closes her eyes just to take a peep 

Little Bo peep follows her sheep 

Wears a big woolen jersey 

Makes her flesh get up and creep 

She's built the wrong way round 

But it's the right way for me!