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