Lyrics: Kevin Bacon
Music: Kevin Bacon
Roll down to the river
Strange black water, jump on in
Our bodies start to shiver
To see that water dancing on our skin
Pour whiskey on our clothes and start a fire
Move closer to the flames, we start to burn
Ain't nothing quite as risky as desire
Like Momma says, some folks never learn
Yeah, we got that special kind of crazy
Crazy about everything you do
And I spend every waking hour waiting, baby
For the night to get crazy with you
Climb down from your window
Come on, baby, let's go find some fun
Car wheels on the gravel
Let the old man sit and clean his gun
You hit me like a bottle of tequila
I hit that turn and start to lose control
I can see it in your eyes, and I can feel you
Burn another mark into my very soul
Yeah, we got that special kind of crazy
Crazy about everything you do
And I spend every waking hour waiting, baby
For the night to get crazy with you
Yeah, we got that special kind of crazy
Crazy about everything you do
And I spend every waking hour waiting, baby
For the night to get crazy with you
For the night to get crazy with you