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Crazy Come here, baby You know you drive me up a wall The way you make good for all the nasty tricks you pull Seems like we′re making up more than we′re making love And it always seems you got something on your mind other than me Girl, you got to change your crazy ways, you hear me Say you′re leaving on a seven thirty train And that you′re heading out to Hollywood Girl, you′ve been giving me that line so many times It kinda gets like feeling bad looks good, yeah That kinda loving turns a man to a slave That kinda loving sends a man right to his grave I go crazy, crazy, baby, I go crazy You...