She's My Kind Of Crazy

She's got a butterfly tat
 On the back of her you know where
 I let her lie about why it landed there
 It's what you get
 For getting tipsy at the county fair
 My baby's my kind of crazy
 A million dollar smile
 In a five hundred dollar car
 She talks to Jesus
 Every mornin' before it starts
 Hates the way it drives
 But loves the way it parks
 By the river in the moonlight
 Listenin' to the AM station
 'Cause the FM's missin'
 She's my kind of Sunday drivin'
 Rollin' down the back roads
 Hangin' out the window
 Ridin' with her hair in the wind
 And her hands in the sky
 Like she's flyin'
 She's my kind of ponytail pretty
 Sounds like the country
 Looks like the city
 I march along to whatever
 Out of town drum she plays me
 She's my kind of crazy
 Bet her a benji that she wouldn't hood surf my truck
 I had to pay but she just kept yellin' "Speed up!"
 She did it twice, said you owe me couple hundred bucks
 But keep your money I'll take an I.O.U.
 On an ice cream cone and some high heeled shoes
 She's my kind of Sunday drivin'
 Rollin' down the back roads
 Hangin' out the window
 Ridin' with her hair in the wind
 And her hands in the sky
 Like she's flyin'
 She's my kind of ponytail pretty
 Sounds like the country
 Looks like the city
 I march along to whatever
 Out of town drum she plays me
 She's my kind of crazy
 My kind of dangerous
 My kind of say whatever is on your mind
 She's my kind
 She's my kind of Sunday drivin'
 Rollin' down the back roads
 Hangin' out the window
 Ridin' with her hair in the wind
 And her hands in the sky
 Like she's flyin'
 She's my kind of ponytail pretty
 Sounds like the country
 Looks like the city
 I march along to whatever
 Out of town drum she plays me
 She's my kind of crazy
 My kind of crazy ya
 My kind of say whatever is on your mind
 She's my kind of crazy yaa