A Little Bit Crazy

Bb
I, I'm not the easiest girl to love.
                          Gm
I get as scattered as the clouds in the sky,
      Eb
And I like to change my mind,
         Bb                                  F
And I'll ask you what you're thinking like a hundred thousand times.

(Verse)
Bb
You, you're not the prince that I imagined.
                               Gm
Not tall and dark, but you are handsome.
        Eb
And you help me with the dishes,
        Bb                       F
But you wake me up too early and eat popcorn in your
               Gm
breeches, yeah we, we make a good team

(Chorus)
Bb            F
You make me a little bit crazy
    Gm           Eb
And I make you a little crazy too
   Bb                 F              Eb    F
So let's just call it even, this time.

(Interlude) Bb (four bars)

(Verse)
Bb
I was on my way home late one night
                            Gm
the moon was filling up the sky,
    Eb                          Bb
And there on the horizon, was a lonely little kite tied
     F
to a string.
    Gm               Eb          Bb
And I, I just had to know, who's hands were at the end of
     F
that rope.
  Gm                            Eb
I watched the little kite and I drove,
    Bb                          F
And ended up right here in your arms, yeah

(Chorus)
Bb            F
You make me a little bit crazy
    Gm           Eb
And I make you a little crazy too
   Bb                 F              Cm    Eb F
So let's just call it even, this time.

(Bridge)
Cm                          Gm      F
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, ooh ooh oooh ooh.
Cm                          Gm      F
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, ooh ooh oooh ooh.
Cm                          Gm      F        Bb     F
Da, da, da, da, da, da, da, ooh ooh oooh ooh ohhhhh oh

(Chorus)
Bb            F
You make me a little bit crazy
    Gm           Eb
And I make you a little crazy too

    Bb                                   F
I'd rather have an itch to scratch, than be all numb and bored
    Gm                                  Eb
And you would rather pick a fight, than live your life ignored
     Bb                         F
We'd rather be ridiculous, than suck up and meticulous.
   Gm                         Eb
So perfectly imperfect, aren't we.