You’re Say you’re leav in’ on a sev en thir ty train and that and you’re to (F#m7)head in’ out to Hol ly (D)wood.

Girl, you been giv in’ (D)me that line so man y times it kind a (F#m7)gets like feel in’ bad looks (D)good.

That kind a lov in’

makes me turns a (G)man

to a (D)slave.

That kind a (F#m)lov in’

sends a (E)man er

right na to his grave.

I go (A)cra

zy,

(F#m)cra

zy.

(D)Ba by, I go cra

zy.

I’m You turn it on,

then you’re (D)gone.

Yeah, you (E)drive

me

(A)cra

zy,

(F#m)cra

zy,

(D)cra zy for you, (Dm)ba

by.

What can I (E)do?

Hon ey,

I feel like the (F#m)col

(E)or

(D)blue.

You’re pack in’ up your stuff a and en talk in’ like it’s tough and tryin’ to (F#m7)tell me that it’s time to (D)go,

but I know you ain’t (D)wear in’ noth in’ un der neath that o ver (F#m7)coat, like and it’s all a (D)show.

That kind a lov in’

makes me wan na (G)pull

down the (D)shade.

That kind a (F#m)lov in’,

now I’m (E)nev er

gon na be the same.

I go (A)cra

zy,

(F#m)cra

zy.

(D)Cra zy for you ba

by.

I’m los in’ my mind,

girl, ’cause (D)I’m

go in’ (E)cra

zy,

(A)cra

zy,

(F#m)cra

zy,

(D)cra zy for you, (Dm)ba

by.

What can I (E)do?

Hon ey,

I feel like the (F#m)col

(E)or

(D)blue.

I’m los in’ my (F#m)mind

girl, ’cause (D)I’m

go in’ (E)cra

(D)zy.

(D)zy.

I

(E)need

your (D)love.

Hon ey, (F#m)yeah,

I

(E)need

your (D)love.

You turn it (F#m)on,

then you’re (D)gone.

Yeah, you (E)drive

me...

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