some kind of crazy

i don’t know why i do the things i do

something crazy keeps turning in my head

making me some kind of wild

the more i listen to that saxophone

the more i want to just roll

get a bottle and find a woman

i want to thieve the night of  stars

i want to run through the streets

yelling and whooping butt naked

with the moonlight shining on my

ass.

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