She says Look baby Im a rock star Grabs my old guitar Playin it upside down Dancin around In front of our tv I cant see the ballgame So I just wave my lighter and say Yeah, rock on baby Id rather watch you anyway But when youre done Can I come backstage And get you to sign your name On that zeppelin shirt of mine youre wearin Ill never wash that thing again Yeah and shes my kinda crazy The little games she plays Lord theyll never get old Shes too cute to get on my last nerve The way she throws her little fits Pokin out her lip and bitin mine when we kiss There aint a fight that she cant win Thats my baby And shes my kinda crazy You ought to see her in my pickup Shes gotta have that radio up Bless her heart, she cant sit still Head in my lap, bare feet on the windshield Says, Cmon baby let me drive Now honey its a stick shift Remember what you did last time Oh... She never lets me rest She keeps me up all night Known to roll me off the bed And steal the covers off my side But I hear, Wake up sleepy head And I open up my eyes And its all worth the while Thats my baby And shes my kinda crazy
Posted on: Mon, 25 Nov 2013 07:09:04 +0000
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