I can?t help it if I?m crazy
When it comes to loving you
I?ll perform my civic duties
Like the beliefs(?) say I should do
I?m a deacon at First Baptist
My family treats me like a king
And my wife is mostly happy
Cause she don?t know everything
But your body is an outlaw
Stealing from my soul
But I know hell could not be worse than
Not having you to hold
*Step up a half-step after first chorus *
And I?m on my way to see you
And to feel you feelin? me
In the saddest lying shadow
Of what is, and has to be
But your body is an outlaw
Stealing from my soul
But I know hell could not be worse than
Not having you to hold