Kellie Pickler - No Cure For Crazy [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
I was born a pistol
With a bullet in the barrel and another fistful
Step on up and you’ll know right where I stand
Church girls used to whisper
Lord it’s like the devil kissed you
But Jesus loves me just the way I am

[Chorus]
And there ain't no cure for crazy
I think sorry baby
We’ll spare all but my trailer
Daddy taught me how to curse like a sailor
I’m all-nighter, go on and dream
I’m two queens short of a full
Good luck trying to save me
There ain't no cure, no cure for crazy baby

[Verse 2]
Now ain't branded proper
No country plugging, champagne popper
Dropping names, sipping on my wine
I’ll be barefoot on the bar
While lightning buzz from a medicine jar
Chasing my whiskey with a damn good time

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
And you can call the doctor to give me a pill
To me honey that’s just another thrill
I can try the hat but I don’t think I should
But it ain't going to do no good

[Chorus]