| She had problems with my love connections
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| So she bought me bullets and she made corrections
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| She had problems with their cruel derisions
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| So she bought a scalpel and she made incisions
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| Honey
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| I’d say crazy, doll, but you’ve got something different
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| I’d say complicated but that’s your kind of rhythm
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| I’d say lost and you’d say love
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| But you’re crazy not to see
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| That you’re crazy just like me
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| She had problems with the gospel liars
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| So she bought some fuel and then she started fires
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| She had problems, feeling awful sleepless
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| So she bought a shovel and she buried secrets
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| Honey
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| I’d say crazy, doll, but you’ve got something different
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| I’d say complicated but that’s your kind of rhythm
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| I’d say lost and you’d say love
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| But you’re crazy not to see
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| That you’re crazy just like me…
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| I’d say crazy, doll, but you’ve got something different
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| I’d say complicated but that’s your kind of rhythm
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| I’d say lost and you’d say love
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| But you’re crazy not to see
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| That you’re crazy just like me
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| I’d say crazy, doll, but you’ve got something different
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| I’d say complicated but that’s your kind of rhythm
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| I’d say lost and you’d say love
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| But you’re crazy not to see
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| That you’re crazy just like me |