Il testo della 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 and crazy
Young and crazy.