Do It Wrong - The History Of Apple Pie

Boy, keep your hands down low, out of the crowds

Tune your taken eye and shout out loud

It’s a fight of wills, spin got damn loud

Keep your eyes on the prize

Don’t be shy, don’t be shy, don’t be shy

Don’t be shy, do it wrong

Boy, keep your hands down low, out of the air

Keep me down without no love or gain

If the dark will have us there’s no regrets

Keep your eyes on the prize

Don’t be shy, don’t be shy, don’t be shy

Don’t be shy, do it wrong

Don’t be shy, don’t be shy, don’t be shy

Don’t be shy, do it wrong