Smoke Show
You made a list
Of everything I do that drives you crazy
You read it off
Long enough to make me think you hate me
Well I made a little list of my own
Here's a couple places you can go
Pack a bag I'm going out
Don't be here when I get home
Got my hair jacked up to Jesus
And my heels about an inch too high
Sparkling like a firework
Crackling on the Fourth Of July
10 pounds of smoke show in a 5 pound bag
Few cuts of firewood short of a stack
Baby I might be crazy
But you're crazy enough to want me back
You made a list
Of all the places that I might be hiding
They wrote it off
That fire was more than likely caused by lightning
I wish I could have seen your face
When you heard it was me that torched the place
You always say
I get my way
Well baby it's moving day
Got my hair jacked up to Jesus
And my heels about an inch too high
Sparkling like a firework
Crackling on the Fourth Of July
Ten pounds of smoke show in a 5 pound bag
Few cuts of firewood short of a stack
Baby I might be crazy
But you're crazy enough to want me back
Maybe I'm cr - a - zy
Just like your friends all say
But after all you been through
You want another shot
Like somehow you forgot
What does that say about you
Got my hair jacked up to Jesus
And my heels about an inch too high
Sparkling like a firework
Crackling on the Fourth Of July
10 pounds of smoke show in a 5 pound bag
Few cuts of firewood short of a stack
Baby I might be crazy
But you're crazy enough to want me back
Baby I might be crazy but you're crazy enough to want me back
Of everything I do that drives you crazy
You read it off
Long enough to make me think you hate me
Well I made a little list of my own
Here's a couple places you can go
Pack a bag I'm going out
Don't be here when I get home
Got my hair jacked up to Jesus
And my heels about an inch too high
Sparkling like a firework
Crackling on the Fourth Of July
10 pounds of smoke show in a 5 pound bag
Few cuts of firewood short of a stack
Baby I might be crazy
But you're crazy enough to want me back
You made a list
Of all the places that I might be hiding
They wrote it off
That fire was more than likely caused by lightning
I wish I could have seen your face
When you heard it was me that torched the place
You always say
I get my way
Well baby it's moving day
Got my hair jacked up to Jesus
And my heels about an inch too high
Sparkling like a firework
Crackling on the Fourth Of July
Ten pounds of smoke show in a 5 pound bag
Few cuts of firewood short of a stack
Baby I might be crazy
But you're crazy enough to want me back
Maybe I'm cr - a - zy
Just like your friends all say
But after all you been through
You want another shot
Like somehow you forgot
What does that say about you
Got my hair jacked up to Jesus
And my heels about an inch too high
Sparkling like a firework
Crackling on the Fourth Of July
10 pounds of smoke show in a 5 pound bag
Few cuts of firewood short of a stack
Baby I might be crazy
But you're crazy enough to want me back
Baby I might be crazy but you're crazy enough to want me back
Credits
Writer(s): Caroline O'dell
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.