Crazy Boys Lyrics

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Friday she's hanging all around my neck and I wanna breathe it in like a cigarette
A few things that'll take you back
Fifteen doing donuts in the cul-de-sac
Ah-a-a-a-a-a

A look on her face like I should be afraid but what the hell I'm always good for a taste
Knowing good and well that you never should
'Cause that second hit it ain't never as good
Ah-a-a-a-a-a
Ah-a-a-a-a-a

So how bout it now hope you got it all figured out
Yeah our melons were peeled (?)
But it sure don't mean that the visions weren't real
Hold 'em tight

Tuesday said she hated feeling plain took me up drinking on an aeroplane
The sun was coming up when we touched down
Emergency landing in a two-bit town
Ah-a-a-a-a-a
Ah-a-a-a-a-a

So how bout it now hope you got it all figured out
Yeah our melons were peeled (?)
But it sure don't mean that the visions weren't real
Hold 'em tight

So how bout it now
So how bout it now