I was sitting in a bar 
She got out of a great big limousine car 
Started drinking pink ladies 
Like they were going out of style 
I said “Hey, what's your name?” 
She said “Oh men, they're are all the same, [bad word] over here and keep me [bad word] for a while” 
    [bad word] 
It’s never black or white 
But sometimes in the dark of the night 
Two wrongs can make a right 
   
She said “I got money, I have fame 
I got a man at home and he’s so well trained 
I got fancy clothes and a microwave oven 
One thing I don’t have is some good lovin’" 
    [bad word] 
   
You do the best you can 
Lonely people understand 
Two wrongs can make a right 
   
We went fast, we went far 
In the backseat of that limousine car 
Sometimes in the dark of the night 
Two wrongs can’t make it right 
   
Well now the sun [bad word] up 
She dropped me off where she picked me up 
She said “Let’s do this again sometime, but before I knew it she was out of mind”