I met my old lover
On the s treet last night
She seemed so glad to see me
I just smiled
And we talked about some old times
And we drank ourse lves some beers
Still crazy after all these years
Still crazy after all these ye ars
I'm not the k ind of man
Who tends to s ocialize
I seem to lean on
Old familiar ways
And I ain't no fool for love songs
That whisp er in m y ears
Still crazy after all these years
Still crazy after all these years
Four in the morning
Crapped out
Yawning
Longing my li- fe away
I'll never wor ry
Why s hould I?
I t's all gonna fade
Now I sit by my window
And I watch the cars
I fear I'll do some damage
One fine day
But I would not be convicted
By a jury of my peers
Still crazy
Still crazy
Still crazy after all these years
