Brantley Gilbert

Brantley Gilbert - My Kinda Crazy

rate me

She says

"Look baby I'm a rock star"

Grabs my old guitar

Playin' it upside down

Dancin' around

In front of our tv

I can't see the ballgame

So I just wave my lighter and say

Yeah, rock on baby

I'd rather watch you anyway

But when you're done

Can I come backstage

And get you to sign your name

On that Zepplin shirt of mine you're wearin'

I'll never wash 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 bitin' 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, C'mon baby let me drive

Now honey it's a stick shift

Remember what you did last time

Oh...

She never let's 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

Thanks to John

Thanks to Cara Lyn for correcting these lyrics

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