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 we drank ourselves
some beers
Still crazy
after all these years
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
Still crazy
after all these years
Four in the morning
trapped out
yawning
longing my life away
I'll never worry
why should I....
oh I know it's all
gonna fade away
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
Oh still crazy
after all these years