On the interstate, going half a mile an hour in the fast lane Riding next to me, you're sitting in the shotgun seat And you're laughing at me, got some lipstick on my teeth We're running real late Even though I'm hell on heels You put up with my deals I gotta hand it to ya Don't know why you stick around Tell me why, tell me why Don't know why you make loving easy, easy Don't know why you're not afraid Tell me why, tell me why Even though I'm crazy I'm thinking that maybe I kinda like it that you love me Need your parents Try to make a good impression at the chateau Got my Prada on, just realized the zipper is broken And my underwear is showing Gotta make it to the bathroom before it's too late Even though I'm hell on heels You put up with my deals I gotta hand it to ya Don't know why you stick around Tell me why, tell me why Don't know why you make loving easy, easy Don't know why you're not afraid Tell me why, tell me why Even though I'm crazy I'm thinking that maybe I kinda like it that you love me I'm thinking that maybe We're both crazy I'm thinking that maybe We got something going on So why don't you tell me What you're thinking So honey, are you listening? Don't know why you stick around Tell me why, tell me why Don't know why you make loving easy, easy Don't know why you're not afraid Tell me why, tell me why Even though I'm crazy I kinda like it that you love me Don't know why you stick around Tell me why, tell me why Don't know why you make loving easy, easy Don't know why you're not afraid Tell me why, tell me why Even though I'm crazy I'm thinking that maybe I kinda like it that you love me *