What Women Do Best - Kris Bowers

(Written by M. Campbell, D. Lee & F. Weller) Some men look for diamonds Some men look for gold I'm just trying to find myself Before 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 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 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 zone But, 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 Instrumental If my ship is 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...

Well i was born for a Saturday night, Looking for trouble and ready to fight. Girl i was made to be wild & free! Where the lights are bright thats where I'll be! And I might change someday I guess. But Honky tonkin's what I do best! I can chug all night Without taking a breath Get out on the dance floor, dance myself to death I'm a wild eyed certified bona-fide, general mess! But Honky Tonkin's what I do best! (Interlude) I never had much luck with society My Momma use to say it don't belong to me But this town i think daddy understood Always made me feel like I was worse than good. Sister moved to New York & shes a big success! But Honky Tonkin is what I do best! Oh I can chug all night without taking a breath Get out on the dance floor dance myself to death Im a wild eyed certified bona fied general mess! And Honky Tonkin's what I do best. Honky Tonking' what I do best! Yeah Ho wow wow wow ky tonkin's what i do best.

Young n young n Always in pain marinate your liver Scared of the world, make you shake and quiver Tell em what's going on, fuck those fake us n Don't let em break you down with this fake A twitter Overseas but you're under siege, that's killer Bees tryna sting you with they words coz they bitter Sweet is he only thing you consider Work hard til' wallet yako ingozvimba Stay low key vavengi havamboziva But things ain't going your way Every day is a darker day How dare you listen to what they say Don't f with they coz they don't stay Don't f with they coz they don't stay What do you do when you can't do anything right What do you do when you can't pick your likfights What do you do What do you do eh eh What do you do To feel like you again I don't wanna wake up I'd rather lay up on my bed everyday I'd rather be alone that give my love away Spend my time on me, not spend it on some fakes But all my decisions Have let me to think I've been led astray Don't want to hurt, so do I walk away But I'm a man, my demons I will face When I'm on my knees I pray Hustling to make that cake Let me know if you relate Tryna get my dad out that Camry Buy another house for the family Be a nominee for a Grammy Fall asleep from work, not a xannie Get a lovely wife and family Smart girl that would always understand me Make a baby, turn my mom to a grannie But I'm f up with love F up with friendships, im f up with trust F up the opportunities that I would want And I don't know what's to do What do you do when you can't do anything right What do you do when you can't pick your fights What do you do What do you do eh eh What do you do To feel like you again