Kellie Pickler No Cure for Crazy lyrics

I was born a pistol
With a bullet in the barrel
And another fistful
Step on up
And you'll know right where I stand
Church girls used to whisper
"Lord it's like the devil kissed her"
But Jesus loves me just the way I am...
And there

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Ain't no cure for crazy
I ain't sorry baby
Wheels fell off of my trailer
Daddy taught me
How to cuss like a sailor...
I'm a all night longneck train wreck
Two queens short of a full deck
Good luck trying to save me
There ain't no cure,
No cure for crazy baby


Now I ain't prim and proper
No country clubbin' champagne popper
Dropping names sippin' Sonoma wine
I'll be barefoot on the bar
White lightning buzz from a mason jar
Chasing my whiskey with a damn good time...
Well there

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Now you can call the doctor
To get me a pill
To me honey that's just another thrill
I could try to act like you think I should
But it ain't gonna do no good...
'Cause there

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