She says, "Look baby, I'm a rock star"
Grabs my old guitar
Playin' it upside down
Dancin' 'round in front of our TV
Can't see the ballgame
So I just wave my lighter around and say
"Rock on, baby, I'd rather watch you anyway
But when you're done, can I come backstage?
And get you to sign your name on that
Zeppelin shirt of mine you're wearin'
And never wash that thing again"
Yeah, she's my kinda crazy
Little games she plays, no, they never get old
She's too cute to get on my last nerve
The way she throws her little fits
Pokin' out her lip, bitin' mine when we kiss
There ain't a fight that she can't win
That's my baby and she's my kinda crazy
You oughta see her in my pickup
Oh, she's gotta have that radio up
Bless her heart, she can't sit still
Head in my lap, bare feet on the windshield
Says, "Come on, baby, let me drive"
"No, honey, it's a stick shift
Remember what you did last time?"
Yeah, she's my kinda crazy
Little games she plays, no, they never get old
She's too cute to get on my last nerve
The way she throws her little fits
Pokin' out her lip, bitin' mine when we kiss
There ain't a fight that she can't win
That's my baby and she's my kinda crazy
She never lets me rest
She keeps me up all night
Known to roll me off the bed
Steal the covers off my side
But I hear, "Wake up, sleepyhead"
And I open up my eyes
And it's all worthwhile
Yeah, she's my kinda crazy
Little games she plays, no, they never get old
She's too cute to get on my last nerve
The way she throws her little fits
Pokin' out her lip, bitin' mine when we kiss
There ain't a fight that she can't win
That's my baby and she's my kinda crazy
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