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 you think I am

The kind of man who tends to socialize
I seem to lean on old familiar ways
But I ain't no fool for love songs that whisper in my ears
Still crazy after all these years
Oh, still crazy after all these years
Oh, still crazy after all these years
Oh, still crazy after all these years
Oh, still crazy after all these years
Well, 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
Still crazy after all these years
Still crazy after all these years