Waves lap the beach. Wind in the branches, fire is crackling, on a steel mooned night. A distant party is playing Bob Marley "Redemption." I don't rate the right. I was born bad, then I got worse till I met you. (Angel) I have seen the light.
Here's to you and me. Crazy leading the Crazy.
Now put all your troubles in my right front pocket baby, you know I do, You know I'll do, (Do right by you)
I was born bad, and then I got worse till I met you. Give me all your heart ache too. Here's to you and me.Crazy leading the Crazy.