Ain’t no crime sittin’ at the bar
Sippin’ on a cold draft beer
Or makin’ small talk to a blue-eyed girl
When she asks, «What brought you here?»
You’re just trying to unwind on a Friday night
You see that big ol’ diamond ring
Shining on her left hand
And you don’t bother to ask her why
She ain’t with her man
You ain’t done nothin’ wrong
But you ain’t done nothin’ right
‘Cause the right thing to do is turn yourself around
And point those headlights home
‘Cause you know it’s wrong to carry on
With a woman that ain’t your own
Right now you’re steppin’ on a razor thin line
That ain’t quite black or white
You ain’t done nothin’ wrong
But you ain’t done nothin’ right
Tosses back her hair, looks in your eyes
And says, «I like your smile»
If danger were a winding road
Then son you just walked a mile
Then a trouble appears and he’s got you in his sight
And he grabs temptation by the arm
And says, «Girl, it’s time to go»
You can feel the heat from the fire in his eyes
‘Cause just like him you know
You ain’t done nothin’ wrong
But you ain’t done nothin’ right
‘Cause the right thing to do is turn yourself around
And point those headlights home
‘Cause you know it’s wrong to carry on
With a woman that ain’t your own
Right now you’re steppin’ on a razor thin line