We were wannabe rebels that didn't have a clue In our rock n roll tee shirts and our typically bad attitudes Had no excuses for the things that we'd done We were brave, we were crazy, we were mostly Man I don't know where the time goes Young, young But

We're just getting warmed up Going down out here Just getting started Already fired up, yeah this party Ain't nothing like it round here Another double shot of crazy in cup Yeah we're just getting warmed up But we're just getting warmed up

You got me crazy, crazy (you turn me on) Oh, you turn me on… Will you be my lady, lady (you turn me on) Will you be my lady, lady Baby show me what you got And we can party Come on and shake your body And get freaky Baby, yo quiero agararte y yo

Oh-h-hh baby, here I go again Missin you crazy And oh-h-hh lately all I think about Oh-h-hh is what we could be doing now Been running this highway like a greyhound Ain't nothing left for me to see And sometimes I just wish that I could break down And

I can't get you close enough 'Cause I can't get you close enough If there's an inch of air between our two hearts beating that's too much It's touching, going might go crazy every time we touch It ain't like this 15 hundred miles between us And it ain't

She got rhythm, Got that rhythm,of the road She get crazy, Ah but ah,she just looking good. She ain't waiting til she gets older, Her feet are making tracks in the winter snow, She got a rainbow that touches her shoulder, She be headed where the thunder

Thank God even crazy dreams come true There's a little bit of all that inside of me and you Hello, you long shots, you dark-horse runners Hairbrush singers, dashboard drummers Hello, you wild magnolias just waiting to bloom I've stood at the bottom of

It's crazy but true, it's crazy but true That's, that's my baby I think I finally found a girl I want to rule my world Can't see myself with nobody but you She's got that kind of love that keeps me in a good mood Never wanna leave her you couldn't pay me

And set this circus down And we go rolling down this highway Chasing all our crazy dreams I've gone your way and you've gone my way And everywhere in between One of these days we'll find a piece of ground Just outside of some sleepy little town Sometimes

Let's go crazy Summon up the mas! Play on the pan! Staring dreads are jerking their locks As the white star liner sank in the docks But on the drummers face, there is a look of dread As he drums away 400 years of dread The dancer man-in the power of mas