Some men look for diamonds
Some men look for gold
I'm just trying to find myself
Before I get too oldDifferent people have their ways
Of measuring success
Maybe it's not the right way
But wrong's what I do bestWell 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 longIf 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 bestWhen I'm down and out
And can't get up I feel right at home
When I got the blues and it's all bad news
That's when I'm in my comfort zoneIf they held a loser's playoff
There'd be no contest
'Cause I've had lots of practice
And wrong's what I do bestIf 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 bestRiding the wrong direction
'Cause wrong's what I do best