He talks to himself when he's all stressed out And he don't even know he does He forgets his number at the ATM Least once every couple of months He hates crowds and storms He's the most impatient person I know But he stood in the rain for Toby Keith tickets So me and my friends could go
Chorus: Sometimes he talks out of his head 'Bout me and him jetting off to Cancun I say baby we can't afford all that He says baby we can't afford not to He's got this kind of alter ego With a fake accent when the lights are low He's a lunatic but he's nuts 'bout me And that's a good kind of crazy
If you give him the sign he'll channel Mick Jagger And dance around the living room Now he's all freaked out cause the Internet says We never walked on the moon He hates mushy stuff He always makes that 'gag me' face But he sends my mama flowers every year on my birthday
Chorus 2: Sometimes he talks out of his head 'Bout me and him jetting off to Cancun I say baby we can't afford all that He says baby we can't afford not to He's been thinking 'bout little league Says we better/oughta get started, I want a whole team He's a lunatic but he's nuts 'bout me And that's a good kind of crazy
Chorus 3: Sometimes he talks out of his head 'Bout a summer house with an ocean view I say baby we can't afford all that He says baby we can't afford not to He's got this kind of alter ego The Latin lover, the gigolo He's a lunatic but he's nuts 'bout me And that's a good kind of crazy.