**[Intro ]** It’s a good night To pick this fight. [echo respond] “You’re wrong.” [echo respond] "I'm right" “Says who?” “Says me.” “we’ll see.” "now let me be" **[Verse 1 ]** Neither one moving, The tension is brewing, The line now drawn in the sand. “Sweetheart, I’m certain.” I fake I'm hurtin. “Well I guess i know where you stand.” She flashes that smile, Then waits for a while, Knowing I’m starting to bend. I puff out my chest, She looks so unimpressed This woman will fight to the end. **[Chorus]** “You’re wrong.” “I’m right” This is going another round. She lifts one brow, I won’t back down now, Neither gives an inch of ground. She knows she’ll win With that sideways grin, But I’ve got some pride to defend. We fuss and spar Over who we are, Then fall for each other again. **[Verse 2 ]** “You know I’m right.” “Not even tonight.” “Chocolate is clearly supreme.” “You’ve lost your head.” “Vanilla,” she said, “Is smooth and sweet as a summer dream.” “Chocolate has soul.” “Vanilla’s pure gold.” “That flavor is boring and plain.” She leans in close, Taps me on the nose “Then stay on your side of the lane.” **[Bridge]** Now I could win And wipe off that grin, Then somehow still lose the war. So I'll swallow my pride, Scoot over to her side, And steal a spoonful more. **[Final Chorus]** “You’re wrong.” “I’m right” Let's take another round. She makes her case With that beautiful face, And slowly keeps wearing me down. We tease, we spar, That’s just who we are, Making a game of every debate. Chocolate or white, She’s still a delight And her sweet loving sure tastes great. **[Spoken Outro]** “Still think vanilla’s better?” “Absolutely.” “Want some chocolate?” “…Hand it over.”
