Who'd-a guessed that Aquanette
Could start a fire with a single cigarette
She wasn't drunk, she wasn't stoned
Just sick and tired of wonderin' if he was coming home

So she drove around, she found his car
They heard a boom from in the bar
He called the cops, she called his bluff
They hauled her off in high heels and handcuffs

Crazy women, ex-wives and old girlfriends
Keep their crazy hidden till they're pushed off the deep end
God forgive them, no, they weren't born like this


He told his friends she was depressed
Borderline bi-polar, a bitch with PMS
He cheats and lies, then plays the victim
He don't know why they always seem to pick him

Crazy women, ex-wives and old girlfriends
Keep their crazy hidden till they're pushed off the deep end
God forgive them, no, they weren't born like this


Some take a pistol, some take an axe
Boy if you build a fire, you better bet she's got a match
Might be the teacher just down the street
The hairdresser or the housewife or that waitress that's so sweet
You won't see it when you meet her
So be careful how you treat her
She might look just like me

Crazy women, ex-wives and old girlfriends
We keep their crazy hidden till we're pushed off the deep end
God forgive us, no, we weren't born like this