My kind of Crazy  (UBR 001)  Tony Simmons  (Brantley Gilbert) 2010

MAINSTREAM

OPENER

Sides Face Grand Square

A hundred miles an hour out on highway 10

Top down burning up the night again

Aint no one gonna catch you girl I'm gonna try

I see that dangerous look in your eyes

4 Ladies Promenade inside you go

Swing that man, Promenade and go

How about it baby

Let's you and I go out and get crazy tonight

FIGURE

Heads Square Thru 4 hands around you go

That corner girl you gotta do a DoSaDo

Swing Thru, now Spin Chain Thru

Boys Circulate one time you do

Recycle, roll it and go

Pass Thru, Trade By, Swing & Promenade

My kind of crazy

Full moon saying you know what I like

MIDDLE BREAK

Sides Face Grand Square

Let the Music take it

4 Ladies Promenade inside you go

Swing that man, Promenade and go

How about it baby

Let's you and I go out and get crazy tonight

CLOSER

Sides Face Grand Square

I saw you at the drive in dancing on a car

Rocking to the radio underneath the stars

Living every moment like it was your last

Don't know where you're going you're just going fast

4 Men Promenade inside you go

Swing that girl, Promenade and go

How about it baby

Let's you and I go out and get crazy tonight

TAG

Swing her, My kind of crazy

ORIGINAL LYRICS

She says, "Look, baby, I'm a rock star"
Grabs my old guitar
Playin' it upside down
Dancin' 'round in front of our TV

 

I can't see the ballgame
So I just wave my lighter around 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 Zeppelin shirt of mine you're wearin?'"
I'll never wash that thing again

 

Yeah, and she's my kind of crazy
Little games she plays
Lord, they never get old
She's too cute to get on my last nerve

 

The way she throws her little fits
Pokin' out her lip, bitin' mine when we kiss
There ain't a fight that she can't win
That's my baby and she's my kind of crazy

 

You ought to see her in my pickup
Oh, 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, "Come on, baby, let me drive"
Now honey, it's a stick shift
Remember what you did last time

 

Yeah, and she's my kind of crazy
Little games she plays
Lord, they never get old
She's too cute to get on my last nerve
The way she throws her little fits
Pokin' out her lip, bitin' mine when we kiss
There ain't a fight that she can't win
That's my baby and she's my kind of crazy

 

She never lets me rest, she keeps me up all night
Known to roll me off the bed, steal the covers off my side
But I hear her wake up, sleepy head
And I open up my eyes and it's all worth the while

 

Yeah, and she's my kind of crazy
Little games she plays
Lord, they never get old
She's too cute to get on my last nerve

 

The way she throws her little fits
Pokin' out her lip, bitin' mine when we kiss
There ain't a fight that she can't win
That's my baby and she's my kind of crazy