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She Loves Me Not (But She's Crazy For Me)

ivicavela

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Lyrics

Spoken Intro

Well now folks

I got a story to tell you

About a girl and a fella

And a mandolin that wouldn't stay in tune

Verse 1

Met her at a wedding down in Split

She was dancing with her uncle on the tile

I tripped over a speaker cable

Spilled my rakija and smiled

She said boy you got two left feet

I said darling I got one good heart

She laughed so hard she dropped her glass

And that's how we got our start

Pre-Chorus

Now I call her every evening

On my talkbox telephone

She says come on over honey

But bring your mandolin along

Chorus

Oh she loves me she loves me not

She loves me she loves me not

I picked a whole bouquet of daisies

And every petal said she's crazy

But crazy for me

(Crazy for me)

Crazy for me

Verse 2

Her mother runs a bakery in Zadar

Her father plays the accordion loud

I showed up with a box of chocolates

And a vocoder I'd rigged up proud

I sang her name through a synthesizer

She said that's the strangest thing I've heard

Then she kissed me on the forehead

And I forgot every single word

Pre-Chorus

Now I stumble through my sentences

Like a tourist lost in town

She just rolls her eyes and tells me

Honey sit yourself right down

Chorus

Oh she loves me she loves me not

She loves me she loves me not

I picked a whole bouquet of daisies

And every petal said she's crazy

But crazy for me

(Crazy for me)

Crazy for me

Bridge

I bought a ring from a man named Boris

He threw in a free cassette

Of klapa songs and vaporwave

The weirdest tape I've heard yet

She said I do before I asked her

Then she asked me what I'd said

I said I do not know but darling

Let's go get some cevapi instead

Guitar Solo

Chorus

Oh she loves me she loves me not

She loves me she loves me not

I picked a whole bouquet of daisies

And every petal said she's crazy

But crazy for me

(Crazy for me)

Crazy for me

Post-Chorus

La la la la la la la

Na na na na na na

La la la la la la la

Na na na na na na

Verse 3

Thirty years gone by this summer

She still dances on that tile

I still trip on speaker cables

And she still laughs a while

The mandolin is out of tune

The talkbox blew in ninety-nine

But every daisy in the garden

Says that she is mine

Outro

She loves me

(She loves me)

She loves me not

(She loves me not)

Aw heck she loves me

(She loves me)

That's all I got

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