Album: Get A Grip
Year: 1993
Written by: Child, Desmond / Perry, Joe / Tyler, Steven

Come here, baby.
You know you drive me up the wall
The way you make good on all the nasty tricks you pull.
Seems like we’re makin’ up more than we’re makin’ love.
And it always seems you got somethin’ on your mind other than me.
Girl, you got to change your crazy ways.
You hear me?

Say you’re leavin’ on a seven thirty train,
And that you’re headin’ out to Hollywood.
Girl, you been givin’ me that line so many times
It kinda gets like feelin’ bad looks good. Yeah.

That kinda lovin’ turns a man to a slave.
That kinda lovin’ sends a man right to his grave.
I go crazy, crazy baby, I go crazy.
You turn it on, then you’re gone.
Yeah, you drive me crazy, crazy, crazy for you baby.
What can I do, honey? I feel like the color blue.

You’re packin’ up your stuff,
And talkin’ like it’s tough
And tryin’ to tell me that it’s time to go. Yeah!
But, I know you ain’t wearin’ nothin’ underneath that over coat.
And it’s all a show. Yeah!

That kinda lovin’ makes me wanna pull down the shade. Yeah!
That kinda lovin’, yeah, now I’m never, never, never gonna be the same.
I go crazy, crazy baby, I go crazy.
You turn it on, then you’re gone.
Yeah, you drive me crazy, crazy, crazy for you baby.
What can I do, honey? I feel like the color blue.
I’m losin’ my mind, girl, cause I’m goin’ cra…

I need your love. Honey, yeah!
I need your love.
Crazy, crazy, crazy for you baby,
I’m losin’ my mind, girl, cause I’m goin’ crazy.
Crazy, crazy, crazy for you baby.
You turn it on then, you’re gone.
Yeah, you drive me…

Ooh, ooh, ooh. Ooh, ooh, ooh,
Ow, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, now baby, baby, baby, baby