Text: Cross Canadian Ragweed. Live & Loud at Billy Bob's Texas. Alright.

She skips me like a rock,
Rolls me like thunder,
Knocks me down like a fifth of Tennessee
She?s the pitch that I can?t hit,
She?s the joke that I don?t get,
She?s crazy and that?s alright by me.

Chase it like a white line
Running out of road
Sometimes she wants the man that I can?t be
I m a fool out counting the stars
Another poet in the bars
I?m Crazy and that?s Alright with me

CHORUS
It?s alright, she steps all over me.
Give me some time and I will make her see
That we?re crazy and that?s alright with me

Summer on the coast
A money game of pool
Proof that sometimes 1 and 1 is 3
We?re a 4th of July parade
Though we don?t know we?ve got it made
We?re crazy and that?s alright with me.

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