My Kind of Crazy

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