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Till Crazy Loves You

Friday night at Wheelies, working on feeling, good
When she walks through the door
Mesmerizing blue eyes, blonde hair, sweet thighs, 
Smoking hot like a forty-four
Tapped the guy next to me, said, yeah, she’s a beauty
Can tell you’re looking to score
But before you go there, man you better beware
Of what she has in store

Been there, done that, bought the shirt and ball cap, you’re just wasting your time
You’ll lose sleep walking the floor; even feel like you’re losing your mind
You’re better off sitting right here and having a shot of Jack
Cuz crazy might look good till crazy loves you back

That girl’s gonna tell you, how much she’d like to 
Have a key to your place
Then (she’ll) leave a copy of bride magazine
on the table while you’re away
Then start talking ‘bout our joint bank account
How she wants to change her name
(And how she want a credit card, also a brand new car)
(Then start asking bout a new car and credit cards)
Then start asking you to get her a credit card
Your life’s never gonna be the same

The cover of the book looks good, but the pages are better left unread

You don’t judge a book by the cover, she ain’t easy to read
That book doesn’t have any pages if you know what I mean

Collins, Wade, Kornblum, Foster