I met my o ld lo ver
On the s treet last night
She seemed s o glad to see me
I just smiled
And we talked about some old times
And we drank ourse lves some beers
Still cr azy after all these years
Still cr azy after all these ye ars
I'm not the k ind of man
Who tend s 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 cr azy after all these years
Still cr azy 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
N ow I sit by my window
And I watch the cars
I fe ar 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
