I met my old lover on the street last night He seemed so glad to see me I just smiled And we talked about some old times And drank ourselves some beers Still crazy after all these years Oh, still crazy after all these years I'm not the kind of woman who tends to socialize I seem to lean on old familiar ways And I ain't no fool for love songs That whisper in my ear Still crazy after all these years Oh, still crazy after all these years Four in the morning wiped out yawning Longing my life away I'll never worry why around It's all gonna fade Now I sit by my window and I watch the cars I know I'll do some damage one fine day But 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.