boy crazy.

If he just threw on a shirt With a pair of dirty jeans Showed up a little late to work Aw, but he's following his dreams If he can't pay his rent But he's driving 'round in a Mercedes You wouldn't call a boy crazy And if he got his heart broke Had a couple late nights Maybe had a couple smokes Maybe got into a fight And If he got so drunk that he called another girl baby You wouldn't call a boy crazy I hate to tell you the way of the world By now it just doesn't phase me That's just the difference in boys and in girls We never call the boy crazy If he's heading back home And he's put on a couple pounds If he showed up all alone And all his friends have settled down And if he's pushing thirty and still hasn't had any babies You wouldn't call a boy crazy I hate to tell you the way of the world By now it just doesn't phase me That's just the difference in boys and in girls We never call the boy crazy Call the boy crazy If he was telling you the truth Just had to get it off his chest You wouldn't think that he was rude Or blame it all on PMS If one second he's laughing And one second later he's angry You wouldn't call a boy crazy Am I crazy or is something kinda messed up With the way we Never call the boy crazy?