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4. finálové kolo (7 soutěžících),
Písničku zpíval Martin Chodúr.
Come 'ere baby
You know you drive me up the wall
The way you make good for all the nasty tricks you pull
Seems like we're makin' up more than we're makin' love
And it always seems you've got something on your mind
Other than me
Girl, you gotta change your crazy ways - you hear me
Say you're leavin' on the seven thirty train
And that you're heading out to Hollywood
Girl, you've been givin' me that line so many times
It kinda gets that feelin' bad looks good
That kinda lovin' turns a man to a slave
That kinda lovin' sends a man right to his grave
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(Refrén)
I go crazy, crazy, baby, I go crazy
You turn it on - then you're gone
Yeah you drive me crazy, crazy, crazy for you baby
What can I do, honey
I feel like the color blue
You're packin' up your stuff
and and talkin' like it's tough
and tryin' to tell me
That it's time to go
But I know you ain't wearin' nothin' underneath that
overcoat and that it's all a show
That kinda lovin' makes me wanna pull down the shade,
yeah
That kinda lovin' yeah, now I'm never gonna be the same
(Refrén)
I'm losing my mind
Girl, 'cause I'm goin' crazy
I need your love, honey, yeah
I need your love
