Pickler, Kellie - 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

Well there ain’t no cure for crazy
I ain't sorry baby
Wheels fell off of my trailer
Daddy taught me how to curse like a sailor

I’m an all-night, long neck, 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 clubbing, champagne popper
Dropping names, sipping 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 ain’t no cure for crazy
I ain't sorry baby
Wheels fell off of my trailer
Daddy taught me how to curse like a sailor

I’m an all-night, long neck, train wreck
Two queens short of a full deck
Good luck trying to save me
There ain’t no cure, no cure for crazy

And you can call the doctor to give me a pill
To me honey that’s just another thrill
I can try to act like you think I should
But it ain’t gonna do no good

‘Cause there ain’t no cure for crazy
I ain't sorry baby
Wheels fell off of my trailer
Daddy taught me how to curse like a sailor

I’m an all-night, long neck, 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