| Well, I was only eight years old when you moved in
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| the house next door and I brought you a dandelion bouquet
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| I tried to impress you with my one hand bicycle
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| trick and broke my arm right there in your driveway
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| You said I was crazy
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| That senior year football game,
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| the billboard signs flashed your name,
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| the crowd went wild and I’ve got on my knee
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| My heart was beating at my chest until you smiled
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| and nodded yes, said boy you’re 'bout as crazy as can be
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| Well, I’m still crazy
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| I’m still crazy
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| I’m still crazy, it’s true
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| Crazy about you
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| Midnight run, two day trip,
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| we rolled on to the Vegas Strip and
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| Elvis said son you can kiss your bride
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| We’ve seen our cheers and smiles and tears and even
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| after all these years, baby you’re the one that drives me wild
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| Well, I’m still crazy
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| I’m still crazy
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| I’m still crazy, it’s true
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| Crazy about you
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| Come on!
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| I’m still crazy
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| When I hear your story while I still hold you
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| every night and I show you that I love you everyday
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| You used to be my pretty bride and baby you
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| can roll your eyes everytime I look at you and say
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| Well, I’m still crazy
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| I’m still crazy
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| I’m still crazy, it’s true
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| Crazy about you
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| Well, I’m still crazy
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| I’m still crazy
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| I’m still crazy, it’s true
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| Crazy about you
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| Crazy about you
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| Crazy about you |