In the back of a camouflage truck
They locked me in once with the material
I was full of rage
No one could handle
But I was safe right in the army
All the real girls with their backs turned
Called me crazy
Called me crazy
Called me crazy
I worked for a while at a diner
Manager said I had to wear that little uniform
Said I was part of the problem
But I was in love with that blonde girl
She kissed me twice behind the counter
But when I asked her to get into my car
She called her and said
Don't bother her
She called her
Man said
Don't bother her
I guess I feel
This unreal
All my life
With these feathers
I feel
I'm made
Under me
Lifting me up
But I was a young James Dean
With the way
With the ladies
All the real boys in their black jeans
Called me crazy
Called me crazy

Called me crazy
Called me crazy
Called me crazy
Easy