CRAZIER THAN YOU

This little girl comes up to me
And mister, I apologize
She seemed so innocent
Skinny hips and Bambi eyes
Pale as the man in the moon
Talking 'bout some people
Who might find her soon

              No matter what you think

No matter what you do

              Never fall in love with someone
              Crazier than you

She's got this photograph
She's keeping from the CIA
Somebody famous
Wearing what looks like a negligee
Time for the wages of sin:
"Boy, I need a favor
That's where you come in..."

              Chorus

      Count yourself lucky

              You still can fly
              Count yourself lucky
              You're too cool to die

Everybody's got somebody
Living in the hole inside their head
Who bangs the Underwood
And writes the words you wish you never said
And all the things you swore
You'd never really do
Oh, come on, mister
I know you been there, too

              Chorus

      Count yourself lucky

              You're too cool to die