Well, I come down here from the mountain topAnd I cut you down like an autumn cropMy love for you will never stopBut I pulled you over like a small town copHay fever's knocking at your doorYou can feed the dogs lying on your floorTook all your gold from your chester drawerI can drive you crazy, yes I canWell, I can't hunt and I can't fishBut I can drive you crazy, yes I canI can't even make a dishI can drive you crazy, yes I canOoh, ooh, oohOoh, ooh, oohOoh, ooh, oohOoh, ooh, oohAsk me on a date and I show up lateI can drive you crazy, yes I canBlow out your birthday candles, steal your cakeI can drive you crazy, yes I canHay fever's knocking at your doorYou can feed the dogs lying on your floorTook all your gold from your chester drawerI can drive you crazy, yes I canOohOohI can drive you crazy, yes I canI can drive you crazy, yes I am
