young crazy

Frankie Ballard

One day, I ll slow and lay down
Spend my weekends in a swing out on the wraparound
Oh but these days, I m on a mission
To get these wild oats out of my system
Yeah I might stay out all night
I ve gotta do a little wrong so I know what s right

I wanna sit out on the porch
Telling stories bout my glory days when I m pushing eighty
How am I ever gonna get to be old and wise
If I ain t ever young and crazy?

Now I might have to kiss no telling how many lips
Before I ever really figure out what love is
Go through some heartbreaks, wake up with headaches
Don t learn nothing til you make a lot of mistakes
How will I know where to draw the line
If I don t cross it a few hundred times?

I wanna sit out on the porch
Telling stories bout my glory days when I m pushing eighty
How am I ever gonna get to be old and wise
If I ain t ever young and crazy?

Yeah I m gonna stay out all night
I ve gotta do a little wrong so I know what s right
I ve gotta live a lot of life if I m gonna give good advice
When I m talking to my grand-babies
How am I ever gonna get to be old and wise
If I ain t ever young and crazy?

I wanna sit out on the porch
Telling stories bout my glory days when I m pushing eighty
How am I ever gonna get to be old and wise
If I ain t ever young and crazy?
If I ain t ever young and crazy?

Young and crazy
Young, young and crazy
Young and crazy