I met my old lover on the street I'm not the kind of man who tends to so- - she seemed so glad to see - cialize I seem to lean on old me I just smiled and we talked familiar ways and I ain't about some old times and we drank our no fool for love songs that whisper in selves some beers my ears Still crazy after all these years oh 1. still crazy after all these years / / / 2. years 4 in the morning crapped out yawning longing my life a way I'll never worry why should I it's all gonna fade SOLO Now I sit by my window and I watch the cars I fear I'll do some damage one fine day but I would not be convicted by a jury of my pears still crazy after all these years oh still crazy still crazy still crazy after all these years 323200 023302 212100 101000 212100