A friend of a friend needs a favor

No questions asked, there's not much more to say

Me and the wife, we need the money

We've got four kids all hungry, one on the way

Slip these sweat socks in your shirt and pray
they think your packin'

Be sure to keep your head down, don't look 'em in
the eye

And don't get fancy, Ricky, we ain't Jimmy Cagney

Look at me, let's do the job and let's get home
tonight

Chorus:

I got a half tank of gas and if we run all the
lights

We'll slip across the border on the wrong side of
right

And just like Butch and Sundance we'll ride until
the dawn

Sipping whiskey, singing cowboy songs

On the Right Side of Wrong

We picked a helluva of a night, from the shore I
see the skyline

In a couple of hours from now Rick, we're gonna
get out of this life

We'll stop for smokes, I brought a six pack,
we'll stop at lookers on the way back

Hell, we'll laugh this off, keep your fingers
crossed that all goes well tonight

Chorus:

I got a half tank of gas and if we run all the
lights

We'll slip across the border on the wrong side of
right

And just like Butch and Sundance we'll ride until
the dawn

Sipping whiskey, singing cowboy songs

On the Right Side of Wrong

We'll make the grade, they'll know our names, I
need a friend to drive here

Wear my necklace of St. Christopher and talk to
him while I go inside

I'll take that suitcase, get the cash and we'll
be gone before you know

Wait until we tell the girls we're moving down to
the Gulf of Mexico...

Guitar Solo

A friend of a friend needed a favor

Life was just what happened while we were busy
making plans

We never saw nothing, there was a run-in

.9 millimeter steel was coming for the windshield
of that Oldsmobile

As the cop said, Show your hands!

Chorus:

I got a half tank of gas and if we run all the
lights

We'll slip across the border on the wrong side of
right

And just like Butch and Sundance we'll ride until
the dawn

Sipping whiskey, singing cowboy songs

On the Right Side of Wrong