Alright

She skips me like a rock
She rolls me like thunder
She knocks me down
Like a fifth of Tennessee
Well she’s a pitch that I can’t hit
And she’s a joke that I don’t get
Well she’s crazy
And that’s alright with me
I chase her like a white line
I’m running out of road
But sometimes she wants
A man that I can’t be
I’m a fool out counting stars
Another poet in the bars
Well I’m crazy
And that’s alright with me
It’s alright
She steps all over me
Give me some time
And I will make her see
We’re crazy
And that’s alright with me
We’re a summer on the coast
A money game of pool
And proof that sometimes one and one is three
We’re a Fourth of July parade
Lord we don’t know we’ve got it made
We’re crazy
And that’s alright with me
It’s alright
She steps all over me
Give me some time
And I will make her see
We’re crazy
And that’s alright with me
Yes we’re crazy
And that’s alright with me