Wrong's What I Do Best

S[G]ome men look for diamonds

S[C]ome men look for go[G]ld

I[G]'m just trying to find myself

B[D]efore I get too old

D[G]ifferent people have their ways

O[C]f measuring succe[G]ss

M[G]aybe it's not the right way

B[D]ut wrong's what I d[G]o 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

R[C]iding the wr[Em]ong direc[G]tion
'Cause wrong's what I do best

W[C]hen I'm down and out
And can't get up (this line is wrong; does anyone know what it is?)

I[G] feel right at home

W[Em]hen I got the blues

A[C]nd it's a[Am]ll bad news

T[G]hat's when I'm in my com[D]fort 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