The Crazy Girl

The Crazy Girl
You know you are the
Crazy Girl You know your pants are on fire
You're in heat You feel like you've just a little higher
My target is your eyes.
My target is your eyes.
My target is your eyes. My target is your eyes.
Your body has been given up
To any young man who can afford to pay

But your eyes have never seen the view
Of the virgin tears you'll cry today
My target is your eyes.
My target is your eyes.
My target is your eyes.
My target is your eyes.
My target is your eyes.
My target is your eyes.
My target is your eyes.
My target is your eyes.
When you
And you know you are troubled I'd like to make you let me heal you
A scream for every
virgin tear My target is your eyes.
My target is your eyes.
My target is your eyes.
My target is your eyes.