She skips me like a rock,

Rolls me like thunder,

Knocks me down like a fifth of Tennessee

Shes the pitch that I cant hit,

Shes the joke that I dont get,

Shes crazy and thats alright by me.



Chase it like a white line

Running out of road

Sometimes she wants the man that I cant be

I m a fool out counting the stars

Another poet in the bars

Im Crazy and thats Alright with me



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Its alright, she steps all over me.

Give me some time and I will make her see

That were crazy and thats alright with me



Summer on the coast

A money game of pool

Proof that sometimes 1 and 1 is 3

Were a 4th of July parade

Though we dont know weve got it made

Were crazy and thats alright with me.



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