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You are such a crazy girl
You're such a crazy girl
And I don't know why
I even try
To make you love me
I want it, babe
But you are just a, crazy girl
You are so crazy girl
I don't know why
I even try
To help you (can't help you, can't help you)

When I first met you at that Al-Anon meeting
And you made that reference to
"All your goodies are gone"
And even sang a verse
I was amazed how husky your singing voice was
I wanted to talk to you so badly, but
I didn't know how to come on because
You got that kind of beauty that makes people nervous
I know it's fucked, but before we got together
I even hooked up with one of your cousins
Just to feel somehow closer to you
Because I knew, like, you guys were best friends
And you talked every day
And it was thrilling to touch something that had touched you
In my head, you were like this goddess
But in fact, you're just a

Crazy girl
You're just a crazy girl
I don't know why
I even try
To understand you (can't stand you, can't stand you)
Your ass is crazy girl, yeah
You are so crazy girl
And I don't know why
I even try
To relate to you (can't wait for you, it's too late for you)
Yeah

My god, I should've realized
On our second date
When you dragged me into the bathroom at Tameka's house
And screamed at me for like twenty minutes
Because I had contradicted you in front of your friends
I was like, "Oh!"
And then later that night, at my apartment
As punishment, you killed my betta fish
You just threw it out the window
I did everything I could to make you happy
I participated in all your protests
Supported your stupid little blog
Got a Bowflex
Wore colored contacts to match your dresses
Whatever your eyes caught, I bought
Still we fought
Like Ike and Tina, but in reverse
Because you're so

Crazy girl
You're just to crazy girl
And I don't know why
I even try
To understand you (oh no)

Well, I think you're crazy girl
Yeah, you are so crazy girl
And I don't know why
I even try
To make sense of you (sense of you, sense of you)

Tell me why
Someone tell me why (why)
I should wait for you still (ooh ah, ooh ah)
Think

I was like crazy fan over you
Like I'm star struck over you
Like I'm getting handcuffed over you


Autor(es): Kevin Barnes

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