Lyrics:

2017
Writer(s): Adam Wright, Lee Ann Womack

You can't blend in down in San Jacinto
With long blond hair and an orange El Camino
But two things I never thought I'd need to get by
A .38 Special and an alibi

Ah, wicked is as wicked does
And if this ain't wicked, well, it's close enough
I thought I was good and maybe I was
But wicked is as wicked does

There's a thunderhead forming in the rear-view mirror
Every time I check it's a little bit nearer
Whatever I get, I guess I've earned
But I never heard of anyone that didn't deserve it

Oh, wicked is as wicked does
And if this ain't wicked, well, it's close enough
I thought I was good and maybe I was
But wicked is as wicked does

Something had to happen, something had to be done
And it turns out I'm pretty good with a gun
And it doesn't make it right, but it is what it is
And any mama in the world would've done what I did

Hey, wicked is as wicked does
And if this ain't wicked, well, it's close enough
I thought I was good and maybe I was
But wicked is as wicked does
I thought I was good and maybe I was
But wicked is as wicked does

You can't blend in down in San Jacinto
With long blond hair and an orange El Camino