Uploaded September 2015 | Updated September 2026, 6 days ago
the newest Timeflies release from their album Just For Fun. Enjoy the lyrics to Crazy!
Watch the Timeflies Original Here: youtube.com/watch?v=cCETC1NRnDQ
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Lyrics:
“Oh my god”
“This is my song!”
“Am I crazy?”
Okay, this letter’s from Jeff in Nashville
Said he met a chick last year, mad chill
Kept it all 100,
Couple dates, gettin’ mad real
Then she flipped the switch
So much screamin’ need an Advil
See her family from Boca,
Estoy muy loca
She live for the party
Lined up on that coca
More cray by the day
Though she love me
She ain’t good at doin’ much
But she good at spendin’ money, like
Met her on the flight to LA
We didn’t talk much
Didn’t really have much to say
Maybe she’s star-struck
Girl, you gotta tell me your name
And what’s your number
Should’ve know right when she said,
“Sorry for partyin’.”
Why you gotta be crazy?
In your head
Why you gotta be crazy?
In my bed
Why you gotta be crazy?
Out your mind
Why you gotta be crazy, crazy?
All the time
“I’m not crazy…”
I’m talkin’ bat shit, it’s tragic
See the first time we met
It’s like magic, a bad chick
Now, I gotta tell her, “Listen, hoe.”
But that’s it
She was broke
From the first time I smashed it
So I rolled up to the club, my dojo
Met four tonight, they all Four Loco
You know them girls
Try breakin’ up the baaand
Well, yeah, we call them hoes “yokos”
Oh, no, you don’t, quit grabbin’ my phone
See, something might happen
With all this patron
Just because it was in my pics
Doesn’t mean they had the pleasure
Of bein’ on my dick
Just sittin’ at her home
‘Fore her cell phone ring
Fuck a cell phone
Girl, I know you waitin’ for a ring
It’s the same story
But I never get it straight
I used to call her Becky,
Now she miscommunicate
Why you gotta be crazy?
In your head
Why you gotta be crazy?
In my bed
Why you gotta be crazy?
Out your mind
Why you gotta be crazy, crazy?
All the time
“So not crazy…”
Go crazy
Go crazy
Go crazy
Oh, wait, stop
Go crazy
Go crazy
Go crazy
Oh, wait, stop
“Whatever…”
Go crazy
Go crazy
Go crazy
Oh, wait, stop
Go crazy
Go crazy
Go crazy
Oh, wait, stop
“Just tell me I’m not crazy…”
Why you gotta be crazy?
In your head
Why you gotta be crazy?
In my bed
Why you gotta be crazy?
Out your mind
Why you gotta be crazy?
Crazy, crazy, crazy
“So crazy…”
Go crazy…
Met her on the flight to LA
We didn’t talk much
Didn’t really have much to say
Maybe she’s star-struck
Girl, you gotta tell me your name
And what’s your number
Should’ve know right when she said…
Go crazy
Oh, wait, stop
“I hate you…”
the newest Timeflies release from their album Just For Fun. Enjoy the lyrics to Crazy!
Watch the Timeflies Original Here: youtube.com/watch?v=cCETC1NRnDQ
Follow me on twitter! twitter.com/TFLyricsGuy
I do not own the rights to this music
YouTube channel : youtube.com/user/TImeflies4850
Facebook : facebook.com/timeflies
iTunes : itunes.apple.com/us/artist/timeflies
Official site : timefliesmusic.com
Twitter: twitter.com/timeflies
Cal's Twitter: twitter.com/whatupcal
Rez's Twitter: twitter.com/robresnick
Instagram: timefliesmusic
Lyrics:
“Oh my god”
“This is my song!”
“Am I crazy?”
Okay, this letter’s from Jeff in Nashville
Said he met a chick last year, mad chill
Kept it all 100,
Couple dates, gettin’ mad real
Then she flipped the switch
So much screamin’ need an Advil
See her family from Boca,
Estoy muy loca
She live for the party
Lined up on that coca
More cray by the day
Though she love me
She ain’t good at doin’ much
But she good at spendin’ money, like
Met her on the flight to LA
We didn’t talk much
Didn’t really have much to say
Maybe she’s star-struck
Girl, you gotta tell me your name
And what’s your number
Should’ve know right when she said,
“Sorry for partyin’.”
Why you gotta be crazy?
In your head
Why you gotta be crazy?
In my bed
Why you gotta be crazy?
Out your mind
Why you gotta be crazy, crazy?
All the time
“I’m not crazy…”
I’m talkin’ bat shit, it’s tragic
See the first time we met
It’s like magic, a bad chick
Now, I gotta tell her, “Listen, hoe.”
But that’s it
She was broke
From the first time I smashed it
So I rolled up to the club, my dojo
Met four tonight, they all Four Loco
You know them girls
Try breakin’ up the baaand
Well, yeah, we call them hoes “yokos”
Oh, no, you don’t, quit grabbin’ my phone
See, something might happen
With all this patron
Just because it was in my pics
Doesn’t mean they had the pleasure
Of bein’ on my dick
Just sittin’ at her home
‘Fore her cell phone ring
Fuck a cell phone
Girl, I know you waitin’ for a ring
It’s the same story
But I never get it straight
I used to call her Becky,
Now she miscommunicate
Why you gotta be crazy?
In your head
Why you gotta be crazy?
In my bed
Why you gotta be crazy?
Out your mind
Why you gotta be crazy, crazy?
All the time
“So not crazy…”
Go crazy
Go crazy
Go crazy
Oh, wait, stop
Go crazy
Go crazy
Go crazy
Oh, wait, stop
“Whatever…”
Go crazy
Go crazy
Go crazy
Oh, wait, stop
Go crazy
Go crazy
Go crazy
Oh, wait, stop
“Just tell me I’m not crazy…”
Why you gotta be crazy?
In your head
Why you gotta be crazy?
In my bed
Why you gotta be crazy?
Out your mind
Why you gotta be crazy?
Crazy, crazy, crazy
“So crazy…”
Go crazy…
Met her on the flight to LA
We didn’t talk much
Didn’t really have much to say
Maybe she’s star-struck
Girl, you gotta tell me your name
And what’s your number
Should’ve know right when she said…
Go crazy
Oh, wait, stop
“I hate you…”
