i'd have to be crazy
to stop all my singing
and never play music again
you'd call me a fool
if i put on a top hat
and ran out to flag down the wind
i'd have to be weird
to grow me a beard
just to see what the rednecks would do
i'd have to be crazy
plum out of my mind
to fall out of love with you
you know i
and i don't intend to
but should there come a day
when i say that i don't love you
they'll lock me away ay ay
it sure would be weird
to live in an envelope
waiting along for a stamp
you'd swear i was loco
to rub for a genie
while burning my hand on the lamp
and i may not be normal
but n*body is
so i'd like to say 'fore i'm through
i'd have to be crazy
plum out of my mind
to fall out of love with you