When her song's on the radio A little crazy with a blue jean tear My baby's hands in the air don't have a care Gets a RayBan's stare just about everywhere we go. Jesus and gypsy soul Yeah, that's how she rocks, that's how she rolls. 'Cause she likes to

Take these crazy hearts Can't you hear the noise? Get out of those lonely arms, my dear And turn into the morning light You've been waiting for so long Need to get yourselves from going Need to get ourselves from

Yeah-yeah-eah-eah For real though, it's so wild now This crazy yeah Woke up in the hills this morning Asking myself, how did I get here this morning? Vante Parker in that teal and orange And Russell in that gold and purple Youngest from the Ville,

Let's get crazy Lookin' for some action, want a mean machine Gettin' hot 'n' nasty, climbin' in-between I'm-a rockin' in the mornin' and in the night I'm gonna find a mama makes me feel right Let's get crazy (alright)

You won't be able to bring me down Yeah, I like it And I like it And dance like the song is never ending Gonna get so high tonight 'Cause I like it Some people think I'm crazy But try to understand

Here´s a little song to make you feel good Put a little light in your day These are crazy times And it´s all been getting pretty serious Here´s a little song to make you right Send the blues away Well it´s a crazy game Tell me who´s to blame, i´m

Tonight let’s get some and live while we’re young I know we only met but let’s pretend it’s love And never, never, never stop for anyone Whoa oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Let’s go crazy, crazy, crazy ’til we see the sun Wanna live, wanna live (wanna live while

Let's get crazy Lookin' for some action, want a mean machine Gettin' hot 'n' nasty, climbin' in-between I'm-a rockin' in the mornin' and in the night I'm gonna find a mama makes me feel right Let's get crazy (alright)

Life goes by on a Talihina sky But everybody says this place is beautiful And you'd be so crazy to say goodbye But everything's the same, this town is pitiful And I'll be gettin' out as soon as I can fly Weeds blow tall on a broken train track Ruth B.

I should go, I should go, I should go, I should go, I should go 'Cause lovin' you is so bad for me To hurt myself in this way Sometimes I get lonely I get needy And I know that it's crazy, that it's stupid But it's the truth