Billie Holiday - Crazy he calls me 

I say I’ll move the mountains
And I’ll move the mountains
If he wants them out of the way
Crazy, he calls me
Sure I’m crazy
Crazy in love, I’d say

(What about the sun?)
The sun’s the blaziest (And the fields?)
Field’s the daisiest (And the cows?)
Cows the graziest (And the help?)
The help’s the laziest
The boys (are the wittiest)
The girls (are the prettiest)
Way back home…