Young & Crazy

One day, I'll slow it way down Spend my weekends in a swing out on the wrap-around Oh but these days, I'm on a mission To get these wild oats out of my system Yeah I might stay out all night I gotta do a little wrong so I know what's right I wanna sit out on the porch telling stories bout my glory days When I'm pushing eighty How am I ever gonna get to be old and wise If I ain't ever young and crazy? Now I might have to kiss, no tellin' how many lips Before I ever really figure out what love is Go through some heartbreaks, wake up with headaches Don't learn nothin' til you make a lot of mistakes How will I know where to draw the line If don't cross it a few hundred times I wanna sit out on the porch telling stories bout my glory days When I'm pushing eighty How am I ever gonna get to be old and wise If I ain't ever young and crazy? Yeah I'm gonna stay out all night I'm gonna do a little wrong so I know what's right I gotta live a lot of life if I'm gonna give good advice When I'm talking to my grand-babies How am I ever gonna get to be old and wise If I ain't ever young and crazy? Yeah, I wanna sit out on the porch Telling stories bout my glory days When I'm pushing eighty How am I ever gonna get to be old and wise If I ain't ever young and crazy? If I ain't ever young and crazy? Young and crazy (young) Young, young and crazy Young and crazy