Some men look for diamonds Some men look for gold I'm just trying to find myself Before I get too old Different people have their ways Of measuring success Maybe it's not the right way But wrong's what I do best
Well I walk the straight and narrow Straight to where I don't belong One time I even tried to love one woman But that didn't last too long If my ship is docking in the east You can bet I'd be heading west Riding the wrong direction 'Cause wrong's what I do best
When I'm down and out And can't get up [ rest of line ?] I feel right at home When I got the blues And it's all bad news That's when I'm in my comfort zone
If they held a loser's playoff There'd be no contest 'Cause I've had lots of practice And wrong's what I do best
If my ship is docking in the east You can bet I'd be heading west I'm riding the wrong direction 'Cause wrong's what I do best