Heaven's to Betsy what is this spell that I'm under She haunts like a ghost her breath like a siren's call Her eyes exude wisdom, her skin is an ocean of wonder And I'm where she's chosen to fall She's all manner of crazy in all that she does Patsy Cline wouldn't object that she was They call her misguided for straying off course And hitching her wagon to this dark horse She's all manner of Crazy, beyond a cure No if's, and's or maybe's, I'm certified crazy for her. An all weather dreamer she'll take you places she's flyin' And you're somehow left better for just having stood in her wake And if you can catch her you're careful for fear that you'll break her But yours is the heart that's at stake When she's with me my heart's achin' And I'm not sure what I'm chasin' But I'm certain I'd be hurtin without her Chorus