“Crazy world. Full of crazy contradictions like
a child. First, you drive me wild, and then you win my heart with your wicked
art. One minute, tender, gentle. Then, temperamental as a summer storm; just
when I believe your heart’s getting warmer. Your cold and your cruel, and I like
a fool try to cope, try to hang on, to hope. Crazy world, every day the same old
roller coaster ride; but I’ve got my pride; I won’t give in. Even though, I
know I’ll never win. Oh, how I love this crazy world.” – from “Victor/Victoria,”
lyrics by Henry Mancini.
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