| I’d have to be crazy
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| To stop all my singing
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| And never play music again
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| You’d call me a fool
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| If I grabbed up the top hat
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| And ran out to flag down the wind
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| I’d have to be weird
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| To grow me a beard
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| Just to see what the rednecks would do
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| But I’d have to be crazy
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| Plum out of my mind
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| To fall out of love with you
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| I know I’ve done weird things
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| I told people I heard things
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| When silence was all abounds
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| Been days when it pleased me
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| To be on my knees
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| Following ants
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| As they crawl across the ground
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| Been insane on a train
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| But I’m still me again
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| In a place where I hold you is true
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| So I know I’m alright
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| Cause I’d have to be crazy
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| To fall out of love with you
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| You know I
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| And I don’t intend to
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| But should there come a day
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| When I say that I don’t love you
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| You can lock me away ay ay
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| I sure would be dingy
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| To live in an envelope
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| Waiting along for a stamp
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| You’d swear I was loco
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| To rub for a genie
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| While burning my hand on the lamp
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| And I may not be normal
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| But nobody is
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| So I’d like to say before I’m through
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| I’d have to be crazy
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| Plum out of my mind
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| To fall out of love with you
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| I’d have to be crazy
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| Plum out of my mind
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| To fall out of love with you |