Lyrics Jess Moskaluke – Show You Crazy

Ripped a verse out of my bible
Bout to start my own revival
Glass of red and my pink rifle
I’m loaded up

Surprise, baby, here I am
Your ring’s still on my left hand

Crazy baby
I’ll show you crazy

I texted you about those voicemails
I left you it’s in those emails
I sent you about those calls you missed
Oh well
This place looks like the same old thing
Except that photo, what’s her name
Sitting in that picture frame
That used to hold our first date
Guess she must be real sweet
Probably not a bit like me

Crazy baby
I’ll show you crazy
Playing your words in my head
I’m living up to what you said
I’m crazy baby
I’ll show you crazy

Oooh, ooh, oooh
Oooh, oooh ooh
Ooooh, oooh, oooh

Don’t this slinky little black dress
Go well with this diamond necklace
Found them in her bedroom dresser
Bottom drawer
What’s wrong babe, you’re looking pale
My trains done run off the rail

Crazy baby
I’ll show you crazy
Playing your words in my head
I’m living up to what you said
I’m crazy baby
I’ll show you crazy

Oooh, ooh, oooh
Oooh, oooh ooh
Ooooh, oooh, oooh

Crazy baby
I’ll show you crazy
Ripped a verse out of my bible
Bout to start my own revival
Glass of red and my pink rifle