Driving Me Crazy - Sam Adams

She’s like a model

The way she dances

I like her style

I just want to do… things

That’s gonna drive her crazy

She’s unbelievable

Oh I like her style

When she comes through I I got a plan to do… things

That’s gonna drive her crazy

Crazy girl, crazy girl

You drive me crazy girl, crazy girl

You drive me good… yeah

You driving me crazy girl

You’re like a dream

When I wake up I go back to sleep

Coz in this dream I get to do… things

That’s gonna drive you crazy girl

And when I touch you

When I make love to you

I’m going straight for the spot that makes you wanna sing out — ooh… yeah

You’re driving me crazy girl

Crazy girl, crazy girl

You drive me crazy girl, crazy girl

You drive me good…

You driving me crazy girl

You drive me crazy cooko lala out my brain I can’t decide

What the, it’s the Dolce Gabbana jeans on your thighs

Off the Gucci blouse, off Chloe shades on your eyes

Maybe it’s the Christian Labutons getting me high

Maybe you is born with it, maybe its Maybeline

Either way girl I’m still recruiting you for my team

I could be your manager put you in magazines

Make you a celebrity overnight, know what I mean

Crazy girl, crazy girl

You drive me crazy girl, crazy girl

You drive me good…

You driving me crazy girl

Crazy girl, crazy girl

You drive me crazy girl, crazy girl

You drive me good…

You driving me crazy girl

Crazy girl…