Crazy people, crazy people
Crazy people like me go crazy over people like you
Goofy people, daffy people
Daffy people like me go crazy over things you do.
When we are under the moon
The moon above
You got me actin' just like a loony
It must be love, sweet love
Crazy people, crazy people
Crazy people like me go crazy over people like you, bah…
Crazy people like people like you
Crazy people like the things you do
When we are under the moon, the moon above,
You got me actin' just like a loon,
It must be love!
Crazy people, like people, like you…
I wonder how many prohibition Mafia guys got whacked while this song was on the radio. "Crazy people Crazy people dot dot a dot fuck you guinea cocksucker"
Although the Andrews Sisters dominated this era, the Boswell Sisters were easily their equal. Their music reflected the NOLA jazz and blues genera that was so popular during that time.It is not well known, but Connie Boswell (seated at left) was confined to a wheelchair due to polio, but she outlasted both of her sisters Martha (on piano) and Helvetia in performing.