Crazy Songtext
von Virus Syndicate
Crazy Songtext
She′s a nutcase, she's a grade A
Somebody ring the alarm ′cause it's a mayday
Your chick's having a laugh and now she lives in your gaff
With her kids and her staff like it′s a payday
She gets the kids to come and ask you for money
Like "We′ll take five pounds and all of that's for my mummy"
And you think you need to move quick
Get away, save me, don′t try and change that bitch
'Cause she′s
She's crazy
Two quid short of a tenner
Four slices short of a loaf
I really don′t think that I can cope
She's crazy
A sandwich short of a picnic
A deck short of a full deck
You need to get your life in check
She's crazy
Two quid short of a tenner
Four slices short of a loaf
I really don′t think that I can cope
She′s crazy
I think she's lost the plot
And she′s lost her marbles
I can't connect the dots
I was told that one day I would grow to understand the fairer sex
But I don′t understand why we just don't share the sex
′Cause all I want is more sex
A quiet life and more sex
To watch United when they play
Followed by some more sex
So tell me all about your day and I'll pretend to listen
She was your mate, now you hate her, so and so is dissin'
Great, I will never understand why you can′t be concise
Why′d you ask me what I think if you don't want advice?
She′s crazy
Two quid short of a tenner
Four slices short of a loaf
I really don't think that I can cope
She′s crazy
A sandwich short of a picnic
A deck short of a full deck
You need to get your life in check
She's crazy
Two quid short of a tenner
Four slices short of a loaf
I really don′t think that I can cope
She's crazy
I think she's lost the plot
And she′s lost her marbles
I can′t connect the dots
You go through my phone, through my Hotmail and my Facebook
Checking out my clothes just in case they're stained with makeup
Follow me to clubs just to check out who I′m with
Found you reading my receipts, got your face up in my business
Crazy in so many ways, an info that can go for days
An OCD-friendly freak but still dirty in the sheets
Lost her marbles, lost the plot, I cannot connect the dots
I don't care, this girl amaze me, even if she drives me crazy
Mars, Venus, vaginas, penis
Understand there′s miles between us
When we say this, please believe us
We don't understand divas
Mars, Venus, vaginas, penis
Understand there′s miles between us
When we say this, please believe us
Mars, Venus, vaginas, penis
Understand there's miles between us
When we say this, please believe us
We don't understand divas
Mars, Venus, vaginas, penis
Understand there′s miles between us
When we say this, please believe us
She′s crazy
Two quid short of a tenner
Four slices short of a loaf
I really don't think that I can cope
She′s crazy
I think she's lost the plot
And she′s lost her marbles
I can't connect the dots
Somebody ring the alarm ′cause it's a mayday
Your chick's having a laugh and now she lives in your gaff
With her kids and her staff like it′s a payday
She gets the kids to come and ask you for money
Like "We′ll take five pounds and all of that's for my mummy"
And you think you need to move quick
Get away, save me, don′t try and change that bitch
'Cause she′s
She's crazy
Two quid short of a tenner
Four slices short of a loaf
I really don′t think that I can cope
She's crazy
A sandwich short of a picnic
A deck short of a full deck
You need to get your life in check
She's crazy
Two quid short of a tenner
Four slices short of a loaf
I really don′t think that I can cope
She′s crazy
I think she's lost the plot
And she′s lost her marbles
I can't connect the dots
I was told that one day I would grow to understand the fairer sex
But I don′t understand why we just don't share the sex
′Cause all I want is more sex
A quiet life and more sex
To watch United when they play
Followed by some more sex
So tell me all about your day and I'll pretend to listen
She was your mate, now you hate her, so and so is dissin'
Great, I will never understand why you can′t be concise
Why′d you ask me what I think if you don't want advice?
She′s crazy
Two quid short of a tenner
Four slices short of a loaf
I really don't think that I can cope
She′s crazy
A sandwich short of a picnic
A deck short of a full deck
You need to get your life in check
She's crazy
Two quid short of a tenner
Four slices short of a loaf
I really don′t think that I can cope
She's crazy
I think she's lost the plot
And she′s lost her marbles
I can′t connect the dots
You go through my phone, through my Hotmail and my Facebook
Checking out my clothes just in case they're stained with makeup
Follow me to clubs just to check out who I′m with
Found you reading my receipts, got your face up in my business
Crazy in so many ways, an info that can go for days
An OCD-friendly freak but still dirty in the sheets
Lost her marbles, lost the plot, I cannot connect the dots
I don't care, this girl amaze me, even if she drives me crazy
Mars, Venus, vaginas, penis
Understand there′s miles between us
When we say this, please believe us
We don't understand divas
Mars, Venus, vaginas, penis
Understand there′s miles between us
When we say this, please believe us
Mars, Venus, vaginas, penis
Understand there's miles between us
When we say this, please believe us
We don't understand divas
Mars, Venus, vaginas, penis
Understand there′s miles between us
When we say this, please believe us
She′s crazy
Two quid short of a tenner
Four slices short of a loaf
I really don't think that I can cope
She′s crazy
I think she's lost the plot
And she′s lost her marbles
I can't connect the dots
Writer(s): Richard Allen Westfield, Timothy Patterson, Timothy M. Brown, Donald Wesley Boyce, Dave Godin Jeffers, Mark Morrison, Ronald N. Bell, Claydes Eugene Smith, Robert Spike Mickens, Robert Earl Bell, Dennis Thomas, George Melvin Brown, Edward Theodore Riley, Markell Demont Riley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

