I met my old lover On the street last night He seemed so glad to see me I just smiled And we talked about some old times And we drank ourselves some beers Still crazy after all these years Still crazy after all these years Well, I'm not the kind Who tends to socialise I seem to lean on Old familiar ways And I ain't no fool for love songs That whisper in my ears Still crazy after all these years Wow, still crazy after all these years Four in the morning Worn out, Yawning Longing my life away I'll never worry Why should I worry? It's all gonna fade You know I would not be convicted By a jury of my peers Still crazy after all these years Oh, still crazy, yeah I'm crazy Still crazy, Oh, I'm crazy Still crazy after all these years