I, I'm not the easiest girl to love.
I get as scattered as the clouds in the sky,
And I like to change my mind,
And I'll ask you what you're thinking like a hundred thousand times.
(Verse)
You, you're not the prince that I imagined.
Not tall and dark, but you are handsome.
And you help me with the dishes,
But you wake me up too early and eat popcorn in your
breeches, yeah we, we make a good team
You make me a little bit crazy
And I make you a little crazy too
So let's just call it even, this time.
(Verse)
I was on my way home late one night
the moon was filling up the sky,
And there on the horizon, was a lonely little kite tied
to a string.
And I, I just had to know, who's hands were at the end of
that rope.
I watched the little kite and I drove,
And ended up right here in your arms, yeah
You make me a little bit crazy
And I make you a little crazy too
So let's just call it even, this time.
(Bridge)
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, ooh ooh oooh ooh.
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, ooh ooh oooh ooh.
Da, da, da, da, da, da, da, ooh ooh oooh ooh ohhhhh oh
You make me a little bit crazy
And I make you a little crazy too
I'd rather have an itch to scratch, than be all numb and bored
And you would rather pick a fight, than live your life ignored
We'd rather be ridiculous, than suck up and meticulous.
So perfectly imperfect, aren't we.