Sleep on My Side

I read somewhere online that opposites attract

But I've been thinking, we might be a little too different for that

You like your coffee hot, I want mine iced

You never listen to John Prine

You'd choose a city over two-lane Tennessee

And that don't make you Mr. Wrong, but you're far from Mr. Right

'Cause I'm a glass of red fine wine and you're a bad idea on ice

It's good that we're so different, but when the day is done

I sleep on my side

And you sleep with everyone

I like my bed made and the smell of my own sheets

I bet you haven't slept in yours in weeks

I'm sun-kissed tan and you can't stand the beach

You like sour, I like sweet

I call my mom and when yours calls you, you let it ring

And that don't make you Mr. Wrong, but you're far from Mr. Right

'Cause I'm a glass of red fine wine and you're a bad idea on ice

It's good that we're so different, but when the day is done

I sleep on my side

And you sleep with everyone

Ooh, you sleep with everyone

I heard from a friend of a friend you got with both of them

And their friends said the same

We're just different, that's okay

That don't make you Mr. Wrong, but you're far from Mr. Right

'Cause I'm a glass of red fine wine and you're a bad idea on ice

It's good that we're so different, but when the day is done

I sleep on my side

And you sleep with everyone

Ooh, you sleep with everyone

Literally everyone

And I sleep on my side