My Kinda Crazy

She says, look, baby, I'm a rockstar

Grabs my old guitar

Playing it upside down

Dancing 'round in front of our TV

I can't see the ball game

So I just wave my lighter and saay

Yeah, rock on baby

I'd rather watch you insetad

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'

I'll never was that thing again

Yeah and she's my kinda crazy

The little games she plays

Lord they'll never get old

She's too cute to get on my last nerve

The way she throws her little fits

Pokin' out her lip and bittin' 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 ought to see her in my pickup

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, 'common baby let me drive

Now honey It's a stick shift

Remember what you did last time

Ohhh...

She never lets me rest

She keeps me up all night

Known to roll me off the bed

And steal the covers off my side

But I hear wake up sleepy head

And I open up my eyes

And It's all worth the while

That's my baby

And she's my kinda crazy