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PERFORMING ARTISTS
David Bryan
David Bryan
Keyboards
Hugh McDonald
Hugh McDonald
Bass
Jon Bon Jovi
Jon Bon Jovi
Vocals
Richie Sambora
Richie Sambora
Guitar
Tico Torres
Tico Torres
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jon Bon Jovi
Jon Bon Jovi
Songwriter
David Campbell
David Campbell
Orchestrator
Luke Ebbin
Luke Ebbin
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Luke Ebbin
Luke Ebbin
Producer
Richie Sambora
Richie Sambora
Producer
Obie O'Brien
Obie O'Brien
Recording Engineer
Mike Rew
Mike Rew
Assistant Recording Engineer
Kevin Harp
Kevin Harp
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Desmond Child
Desmond Child
Co-Producer
Andreas Carlsson
Andreas Carlsson
Co-Producer
Bob Clearmountain
Bob Clearmountain
Mixing Engineer
Jon Bon Jovi
Jon Bon Jovi
Producer
Stephen Marcussen
Stephen Marcussen
Mastering Engineer

Letra

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 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 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 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'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!" 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 Yeah and just like Butch and Sundance let's ride until the dawn Here's a whiskey, singing cowboy songs On the right side of wrong
Writer(s): Jon Bon Jovi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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