Smoke Show

You made a list Of everything I do that drives you crazy You read it off Long enough to make me think you hate me Well I made a little list of my own Here's a couple places you can go Pack a bag I'm going out Don't be here when I get home Got my hair jacked up to Jesus And my heels about an inch too high Sparkling like a firework Crackling on the Fourth Of July 10 pounds of smoke show in a 5 pound bag Few cuts of firewood short of a stack Baby I might be crazy But you're crazy enough to want me back You made a list Of all the places that I might be hiding They wrote it off That fire was more than likely caused by lightning I wish I could have seen your face When you heard it was me that torched the place You always say I get my way Well baby it's moving day Got my hair jacked up to Jesus And my heels about an inch too high Sparkling like a firework Crackling on the Fourth Of July Ten pounds of smoke show in a 5 pound bag Few cuts of firewood short of a stack Baby I might be crazy But you're crazy enough to want me back Maybe I'm cr - a - zy Just like your friends all say But after all you been through You want another shot Like somehow you forgot What does that say about you Got my hair jacked up to Jesus And my heels about an inch too high Sparkling like a firework Crackling on the Fourth Of July 10 pounds of smoke show in a 5 pound bag Few cuts of firewood short of a stack Baby I might be crazy But you're crazy enough to want me back Baby I might be crazy but you're crazy enough to want me back