She's Loco

She's loco

Well I knew she was fine
And I thought she was mine
She was the best damn woman
I could ever find

She'd drink a bottle of wine
Then lose her mind
She's leave for an island
And pretend that it's fine

Cause she's loco
She's loco
She's a mental case
Too bad I had a taste

She would treat me mean
Like a hell machine
She was the cream of the crop
If you know what I mean

She would cause a scene
Keep your motor clean
She would stay on top
Just to be obscene

She was a hurricane
Better hurry while you can
Cause she would roll the dice
Like water to ice
She was the ice lady
That you could have maybe
Honestly she was you and me

She's loco
She's loco
She's a mental case
Too bad I had a taste



Credits
Writer(s): Christian Roy, Purple Dog
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