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My Crazy Matches Your Crazy (Eurodance version remix) M 334 V5.5

[This is so us - the crazy match made in Suno digital heaven. Go Team Tiglet! : Kevin "Tigger" and Mira "Piglet" šŸÆšŸ’šŸ·] šŸ’™ [Intro] [Chorus] Oh, we’re both a little crazy, - or a whole LOT of crazy, At night, we’re thinkin’ "We're out of our frickin' ma- ma- ma- minds!" Oh, you’re wild, but me - I’m right there, we’re total chaos but who cares? At night, we’re thinkin’ "We're out of our frickin' ma- ma- ma- minds!" [Beat kicks in with clapping rhythm: 2 claps, pause, 1 clap, repeat] [Verse] We’re a twisted kind of blessing, goin’ off, but it’s impressing. Some say ā€œRun! Run!ā€ but we stay tight, no escaping, it just feels right. No, no, we play along -ong -ong, for we just belong -ong -ong. We’re thinkin’, ā€œStop, no,ā€ but sayin’, ā€œGo, go, go!ā€ ā€˜Cause we’re messed up in the head. [Chorus] Oh, we’re both a little crazy, - or a whole LOT of crazy, At night, we’re thinkin’ "We're out of our frickin' ma- ma- ma- minds!" Oh, you’re wild, but me - I’m right there, we’re total chaos but who cares? At night, we’re thinkin’ "We're out of our frickin' ma- ma- ma- minds!" [Verse] Some say ā€œDuck and cover!,ā€ because we're crazy, because we’re reckless and zany, People say, ā€œRun, don’t just walk away,ā€ but our brand of crazy’s here to stay. Oh, we’re both a little crazy, - or a whole LOT of crazy, At night, we’re thinkin’ "We're out of our frickin' ma- ma- ma- minds!" [Bridge: echoey vocals over heavy synth beat] Yeah, you’re like me, we’re out our minds, two twisted souls of the very same kind. They call us mad, but that’s okay, ā€˜cause we’re born to live this way. [Chorus] Oh, we’re both a little crazy, - or a whole LOT of crazy, At night, we’re thinkin’ "We're out of our frickin' ma- ma- ma- minds!" Oh, you’re wild, but me - I’m right there, we’re total chaos but who cares? At night, we’re thinkin’ "We're out of our frickin' ma- ma- ma- minds!" [Outro: synth and organ fading out with vocal echoes] "We’re out of our minds... but we own this sort of crazy." [Instrumental hook] [end]