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
    Repeat chorus
    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...
    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!"
    Repeat chorus