My new purple shoes, bin' amazing the people next door 
And my rock 'n' roll 45's, bin' enraging the folks on the lower floor 

I got a way with the girls on my block 
Try my best be a real individual 
And when we go down to smokies and rock 
They line up like it's some kinda ritual 

Ooh give me a good guitar, and you can say that my hair's a disgrace 
Or, just find me an open car, I'll make the speed of light outta this place 

Mmm, I like the good things in life 
But most of the best things ain't free 
Some same situation, just cuts like a knife 
When you're young, and you're poor, and you're crazy, crazy 
Young and you're crazy 
Young and you're crazy 
Young and you're crazy 

But ooh give me a good guitar and you can say that my hair's a disgrace 
Or, just find me an open car, I'll make the speed of light outta this place