Boy Crazy
Well, he lives out in Idaho
And his jeans come in just below his hip bone
And when he lifts up his arms, it makes me sweat
I'd give anything up for a night with that
I'd give everything up for a night with that
When he goes home I feel so alone
That I wish I was his wife, not really though
I just want to know what your house looks like
So I can keep you in here with me in the back of my mind
Well, I'll keep you in here with me in the back of my mind
And I don't care if you're forty-five
You look seventeen, but you're twenty-nine
And I don't want to hurt my baby
Well, I can't help it when I'm boy crazy
I can't help it if I'm boy crazy
I know that he's got the business
The kind that motivates me more than Jesus
And I know this situation is shady
Remember when they just thought that I was boy crazy?
And I don't care if you're forty-five
Tell them that I knew you when you looked twenty-nine
'cause I don't want you to hurt your baby
But I remember when they'd call me boy crazy
I can't help it if I'm boy crazy
I can't help it if I'm boy crazy
Come on, baby, hit a home run for me
And his jeans come in just below his hip bone
And when he lifts up his arms, it makes me sweat
I'd give anything up for a night with that
I'd give everything up for a night with that
When he goes home I feel so alone
That I wish I was his wife, not really though
I just want to know what your house looks like
So I can keep you in here with me in the back of my mind
Well, I'll keep you in here with me in the back of my mind
And I don't care if you're forty-five
You look seventeen, but you're twenty-nine
And I don't want to hurt my baby
Well, I can't help it when I'm boy crazy
I can't help it if I'm boy crazy
I know that he's got the business
The kind that motivates me more than Jesus
And I know this situation is shady
Remember when they just thought that I was boy crazy?
And I don't care if you're forty-five
Tell them that I knew you when you looked twenty-nine
'cause I don't want you to hurt your baby
But I remember when they'd call me boy crazy
I can't help it if I'm boy crazy
I can't help it if I'm boy crazy
Come on, baby, hit a home run for me
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Writer(s): Lydia Ruth Lamb
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