(Verse)
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I was born a pistol
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With a bullet in the barrel and another fistful
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Step on up and youĄŻll know right where I stand
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(Verse)
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Church girls used to whisper
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Lord itĄŻs like the devil kissed you
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But Jesus loves me just the way I am
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(Chorus ? part 1)
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And there ainĄŻt no cure for crazy
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I think sorry baby
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WeĄŻll spare all but my trailor
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Daddy taught me how to curse like a sailor
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(Chorus ? part 2)
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IĄŻm all-nighter, go on and dream
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IĄŻm two queens short of a full
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Good luck trying to save me
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There ainĄŻt no cure, no cure for crazy baby
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(Verse)
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Now ainĄŻt branded proper
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No country pluggin, champagne popper
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Droppin names, sippin on my wine
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(Verse)
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IĄŻll be barefoot on the bar
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While lightning buzz from a medicine jar
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Chasing my whiskey with a damn good time
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(Chorus ? part 1)
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And there ainĄŻt no cure for crazy
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I think sorry baby
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WeĄŻll spare all but my trailor
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Daddy taught me how to curse like a sailor
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(Chorus ? part 2)
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IĄŻm all-nighter, go on and dream
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IĄŻm two queens short of a full
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Good luck trying to save me
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There ainĄŻt no cure, no cure for crazy baby
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(Bridge)
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And you can call the doctor to give me a pill
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To me honey thatĄŻs just another thrill
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I can try the hat but I donĄŻt think I should
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But it ainĄŻt gonna do no good
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(Chorus ? part 1)
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ĄŽCause there ainĄŻt no cure for crazy
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I think sorry baby
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WeĄŻll spare all but my trailor
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Daddy taught me how to curse like a sailor
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(Chorus ? part 2)
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IĄŻm all-nighter, go on and dream
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IĄŻm two queens short of a full
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Good luck trying to save me
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There ainĄŻt no cure, no cure for crazy baby
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No Cure For Crazy
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| Kellie Pickler |
