[Spoken Intro — Female — Close, Dry] You know we’re not supposed to be here. [Spoken — Male — Low] You haven’t moved. [Verse 1 — Male — Rhythmic, Understated] Blue suit, white shirt, sleeves rolled back Your black dress stops them dead in their tracks Champagne balanced between two fingers You take a sip and the silence lingers Red lights blinking, somebody calls I should put this down, you should walk But you lean closer, lower your voice Say, “We’re here now. Make your choice.” [Pre-Chorus — Female — Smoky, Rising] We could leave before they know Find that table, take it slow But you’ve got grease on your cuff And I haven’t had enough [Chorus — Both — Strong Melody, Restrained Swagger] Wrong turn, right night Your hand finding mine Everybody wants us gone You say, “Take your time” Let them talk, let them stare Like we meant to end up here Wrong turn, right night I like you crossing that line [Post-Chorus — Female — Breathy Ad-Libs] Take your time (Mm, take your time) Cross that line [Verse 2 — Female — Low, Rhythmic] You wear trouble like that tailored blue Too comfortable with nothing to prove One hand resting on a racing wheel Watching me to see how far I’ll let you I set my glass down out of the way You catch the change, forget what to say All that noise and you still hear Every word when I get near [Male — Half-Spoken] We’ve still got time to make that reservation. [Female — Half-Spoken] I’m reconsidering the destination. [Pre-Chorus — Male — Intimate, Building] You brush the dust from my lapel Leave your hand there, wear it well I had something smooth to say You look up and it slips away [Chorus — Both — Strong Melody, Fuller Bass] Wrong turn, right night Your hand finding mine Everybody wants us gone You say, “Take your time” Let them talk, let them stare Like we meant to end up here Wrong turn, right night I like you crossing that line [Post-Chorus — Female — Layered, Smoky] Take your time (Mm, take your time) Cross that line (Just a little) [Instrumental Break — Tight Bass Groove, Clipped Guitar, Sparse Synth] [Bridge — Female — Close, Almost Spoken] Leave the wrench. Look at me. You’ve made your point. Now come with me. [Male — Low, Melodic] You straighten my collar, reach for your glass Give them a smile as we walk past [Female — Breathy] Let them stare. [Male] I’m getting used to it. [Final Chorus — Both — Full Groove, Controlled Intensity] Wrong turn, right night Your hand finding mine Everybody wants us gone You say, “Take your time” Let them talk, let them stare Like we meant to end up here Wrong turn, right night I like you crossing that line [Outro — Female — Soft, Rhythmic] Wrong turn Right night Take your time [Spoken — Male — Close] Where to? [Spoken — Female — Low] Keep driving.
