i don't know whats happening here
Cuz I aint even had a beer
But ohhhhh, you sure look pretty

Its nice to have a reason to smile
Cuz we've been hanging for a little while
And Ohhhhhh
Things still aint shitty

Call it crazy
Call it love
Somehow I still aint fucked it up
Its a scary thought
To think I might
Have just one pussy for the rest of my life
Now I just don't know what to do
Cuz I still aint sick of fuckin you

Words spreading all over town
That Wheeler's done messing around
And done with runnin'

And all my friends love talking that shit
All saying that I'm pussy whipped
But I, I say fuck em

I'm a brand new man getting on my knees
Praying that you aint sick of fuckin me

Call it crazy
Call it love
Cuz this is bout the time where I fuck things up
Its a scary thought
To think I might
Have just one pussy for the rest of my life
Now I just don't know what to do
Cuz I still aint sick of fuckin you

Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Christopher John Gelbuda, Robert J DiPiero, Wheeler Walker