Lyrics
Brad Delp / Barry Goudreau
When I was young I didn't have much sense
I got into a rock 'n' roll band
Well heaven knows it rocked my soul
Things got out of hand
Well I got the fever and I want you to know
I'm certified out of my mind
I'm raisin' hell and I know damn well
I'm steppin' over the line
Well maybe I'm crazy maybe I'm not
But I've never been lazy 'bout doin' my time
What's a fella to do
What's a fella to do
L.A. down from Memphis
Still a long way to go
In every town - don't let 'em down
You come to rock 'n' roll
New York, San Francisco
And everywhere in between
A thousand miles - a million smiles
We're playin' dirty and mean
And you're little kitty is leaving you cold
She wasn't ready for life on the road
What's a fella to do
What's a fella to do
And you're little kitty is leaving you cold
She wasn't ready for life on the road
Oh yeah
I don't care 'bout the money, don't wanna settle down
I just wanna play in Texas again
From Arkansas to Waukesha
Stayin' at the Holiday Inn
Well people say I'm strange I'm ready for a change
I'm really fried out of my mind
I'm raisin' hell and know damn well
I'm steppin' over the line
Well maybe I'm crazy maybe I'm not
But I've never been lazy 'bout doin' my time
What's a fella to do
What's a fella to do
Yeah, I'm crazy babe
You know I like it that way, yeah
What's a fella to do
