Stone Cold Crazy - Remastered 2011

Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning
 I was dreaming I was Al Capone
 There's a rumour going round, gotta clear outta town
 Yeah, I'm smelling like a dry fish bone
 Here come the law, gonna break down the door
 Gonna carry me away once more
 Never, I never, I never want it any more
 Gotta get away from this stone cold floor
 Crazy
 Stone cold crazy, you know
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 Wooh
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 Rainy afternoon I gotta blow a typhoon
 And I'm playing on my slide trombone
 Anymore, anymore, cannot take it anymore
 Gotta get away from this stone cold floor
 Crazy
 Stone cold crazy, you know
 Aww, get 'em all
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 Walking down the street
 Shooting people that I meet with my rubber tommy water gun
 Here come the deputy, he's gonna come and get at me
 I gotta give it, get up and run
 They got the sirens loose
 I ran right outta juice
 They're gonna put me in a cell, if I can't go to heaven
 Will they let me go to hell
 Crazy
 Stone cold crazy, you know
 Ow!