Some men look for diamonds

Some men look for gold

I′m just trying to find myselfBefore 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

Oh 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

Right in the wrong direction

′Cause wrong's what I do best

When I′m down and out

And kicked about

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

But, if they held a loser′s playoff

Well there'd be no contest

'Cause I′ve had lots of practice

And wrong′s what I do best

If my ship was docking in the east

You can bet I'd be heading west

I′m right in the wrong direction

'Cause wrong′s what I do best

Right in the wrong direction

'Cause wrong′s what I do best