I met my old lover on the street last night
He seemed so glad to see me, I just smiled
And we talked about some old times and we drank ourselves some beers
Still crazy after all these years
Oh, still crazy after all these years
I'm not the kind of girl who tends to socialize
I seem to lean on old familiar ways
But I ain't no fool for love songs that whisper in my ear
Still crazy after all these years
Oh, still crazy after all these years
Four in the morning, I'm cramped up and yawning
And I'm longing my life away
I never worry, why should I?
It's all gonna fade
And 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 after all these years
Oh, I'm still crazy
Oh, oh, oh
After all these years
I'm still crazy after all these years
