Daddy rolling through a four-way
Momma singing to a hymnal
Wood paneled family car my nose up against the window
Flashing cold beer sign, people all around
Mom said don't pay them no mind, that ain't our kind of crowd
Needing saving, late night chasing (longneck drinking)
Wrong side of the tracks
Lost inhibitions, strangers kissing, smoking out the back
Back seat loving, fighting, cussing, music way too loud
Bunch of heart breaking, money wasting
Hell raising, crazy people
I found an old shoebox, I wasn't supposed to find
Had written in a sharpie, Daytona 79
Saw momma in a two-piece hanging on a lifeguard stand
Daddy had a beer in his right and something lit in his left hand
They never talk about, the way they were way back then
But damn I should have known, that they were some of them
CHORUS
We've all been there before
Felt that good time kicking in
Before this night is over
We all might be some of them
CHORUS
Randy Rogers Band - Crazy People Lyrics
Randy Rogers Band - Crazy People Lyrics
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Daddy rolling through a four-way
Momma singing to a hymnal
Wood paneled family car my nose up against the window
Flashing cold beer sign, people all around
Mom said don't pay them no mind, that ain't our kind of crowd
Needing saving, late night chasing (longneck drinking)
Wrong side of the tracks
Lost inhibitions, strangers kissing, smoking out the back
Back seat loving, fighting, cussing, music way too loud
Bunch of heart breaking, money wasting
Hell raising, crazy people
I found an old shoebox, I wasn't supposed to find
Had written in a sharpie, Daytona 79
Saw momma in a two-piece hanging on a lifeguard stand
Daddy had a beer in his right and something lit in his left hand
They never talk about, the way they were way back then
But damn I should have known, that they were some of them
CHORUS
We've all been there before
Felt that good time kicking in
Before this night is over
We all might be some of them
CHORUS
Momma singing to a hymnal
Wood paneled family car my nose up against the window
Flashing cold beer sign, people all around
Mom said don't pay them no mind, that ain't our kind of crowd
Needing saving, late night chasing (longneck drinking)
Wrong side of the tracks
Lost inhibitions, strangers kissing, smoking out the back
Back seat loving, fighting, cussing, music way too loud
Bunch of heart breaking, money wasting
Hell raising, crazy people
I found an old shoebox, I wasn't supposed to find
Had written in a sharpie, Daytona 79
Saw momma in a two-piece hanging on a lifeguard stand
Daddy had a beer in his right and something lit in his left hand
They never talk about, the way they were way back then
But damn I should have known, that they were some of them
CHORUS
We've all been there before
Felt that good time kicking in
Before this night is over
We all might be some of them
CHORUS
Writer: BRAD CLAWSON, JAMIE PAULIN, WILLIAM BRADFORE JR WEATHERLY, WILLIAM ANTHONY WEATHERS, WILLIAM WEATHERLY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Performed By: Randy Rogers Band
Length: 2:46
Written by: BRAD CLAWSON, JAMIE PAULIN, WILLIAM BRADFORE JR WEATHERLY, WILLIAM ANTHONY WEATHERS, WILLIAM WEATHERLY