You love the looks of Bates and Norma Jean
And you dress like nothin' I've ever seen, baby
You drive me crazy
Your room is full of kitsch and evergreens
And you look so good in designer Jeans, baby
You love the eighties
Just knew that I had to take a chance
Don't let this girl slip through my weary hands baby, you're amazing
I never thought that I could be the one
To be loved by a girl from Comic Con, baby, baby
I'm going crazy over you
I'm going crazy over you
Something borrowed, something blue
I'm going crazy over you
I'm going crazy over you
I'm going crazy over you
Something borrowed, something blue
I'm going crazy over you
You're kinda' prude... but your body's a wonderland
Wanna touch, wanna feel, at your command. Baby, you drive me crazy
Never change the way you are
Love the fact that you're bizarre and crazy
Just knew that I had to take a chance
Don't let this girl slip through my weary hands baby, you're amazing
I never thought that I could be the one
To be loved by a girl from Comic Con, baby
I'm going crazy over you
I'm going crazy over you
Something borrowed, something blue
I'm going crazy over you
I'm going crazy over you
I'm going crazy over you
Something borrowed, something blue
I'm going crazy over you
I'm going crazy over you
I'm going crazy over you
Something borrowed, something blue
I'm going crazy over you
I'm going crazy over you
I'm going crazy over you
Something borrowed, something blue
I'm going crazy over you