Brantley Gilbert - My kind of crazy

She says "^Glook baby I'm^D/F# a rockstar" ^Em7Grabs my ^Dold guitar ^GPlayin' it ^D/F#upside down ^Em7Dancin' around^D in front of our TV ^GI can't see ^D/F#the ball game ^Em7So I just wave ^Dmy lighter around and say ^G"rock on ^D/F#baby, I'd rather ^Em7watch you any^Dway

^CBut when your done, can I come back stage ^G/BAnd get you to sign your name on that ^Am7Zeppelin shirt of mine your wearin' ^DI'll never wash that thing again"

^CYeah ^Gshe's my kinda ^Dcrazy Little games she plays lord will ^Cnever get ^Gold She's too ^Dcute to get on my last nerve The ^Cway she ^Gthrows her little fit^Ds, pokin' out her lip Bitin' ^Cmine when we kiss, there ain't a ^G/Bfight that she can't win That's my^Am7 baby, and ^Dshe's my kinda crazy

^GYou ought see her i^D/F#n my pickup ^Em7She's gotta have ^Dthat radio up ^GBless her heart she ^D/F#can't sit still ^Em7Head in my lap, bare ^Dfeet on the windshield

^Csays "C'mon baby let m^G/Be drive" "Now^Am7 honey it's a stick-shift, remember what you ^Ddid last time"

^Cshe never ^Em7lets me ^Drest she keeps me up all night ^Cknown to roll me ^Em7off the ^Dbed steal the covers off my side ^Cbut I hear "wake up ^Em7sleepy ^Dhead" and I open up my eyes ^Am7 and it's all ^Dworth the while