It got me going crazy
It drives me from lazy
I don’t know why,
but it leaves me kinda dazy
Maybe this just a phasey
I don’t know… I’m crazy
Yet I feel it daily
It’s attached like a baby
Sometimes it goes through a shady
And comes out serving maidly
I don’t know… I’m crazy
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