I met my old lover
On the street last night
She seemed so glad to see me I just smiled
And we talked about some old times
And we drank ourselves some beers
Still crazy after all these years
Oh, still crazy after all these years
I’m not the kind of man
Who tends to socialize
I seem to lean on Old familiar ways
And I aint no fool for love songs
That whisper in my ears
Still crazy afler all these years
Oh, still crazy after all these years
Four in the morning
Tapped out, yawning
Longing my life a--way
I’ll never worry
Why should I?
I know it’s all gonna fade
Now I sit by my window
And I watch the cars go by
I fear I’ll do some damage
One fine day
But I would not be convicted
By a jury of my peers
Still crazy after all these years
Oh, still crazy
Still crazy
Still crazy after all these years