Still Crazy After All These Years

I met my old lover on the street last night

She seemed so glad to see me, I just smiled

And we talked about some old times and drank ourselves some beers.

Still crazy after all these years.

Oh! Still crazy after all these years.



I'm not the kind of man who tends to socialize

I seem to lean on old familiar ways

And I ain't no fool for love songs that whisper in my ears

Still crazy after all these years

Oh! Still crazy after all these years.



Four in the morning

Cramped out, yawning

Longing my life away

I've never worried, why should I?

It's all gonna fade.



Now I sit by my window and I watch the cars.

I fear I'll do some damage one fine day

But I would not be convicted by a jury of my peers

Still crazy after all these years

Woah! Still crazy

Still crazy

Still crazy after all these years