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You think I'm crazy because I love you You think I'm lost and that I'm cuckoo I may be mental, maybe whacko too But who needs prozac when I've got you? You think I'm three sheets to the wind That I should be locked in the loony bin I may be mad, I may be psycho too But who needs prozac when I've got you? Who needs prozac when I've got you? Maybe they should lock me in a padded room I'm a special case and it's safe to assume I may be insane, out of my mind too But who needs prozac when I've got you? Who needs prozac when I've got you? You may be right That I'm losing sight of my sanity Or maybe you're the one who's really crazy You think I'm crazy because I love you You think I'm lost and that I'm cuckoo I may be mental, maybe whacko too But who needs prozac when I've got you? But who needs prozac when I've got you? Who needs prozac when I've got you? Who needs prozac when I've got you? From Letras Mania