conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called I Go Crazy with the following description: “I Go Crazy” is the B-Side of the single, “Radio Ga Ga”, and was featured on the 1991 Hollywood Records reissue of The Works. Guitarist Brian May wrote the song as early as 1981, and is rumored to originally be an out-take from The Game. The song was met with poor reception from his bandmates— they were according to him “ashamed to play it!”, as May noted in a 1984 interview with Faces magazine. Because of this, the track did not make the final album. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  Yeah
  Ha ha
  Let's go, let's go, let's go!
  [Verse 1]
  Yeah, I took my baby dancing
  To see a heavy band
  But never saw my baby till the encore
  She had the singer by the hand
  I didn't wanna cry 'cause I had to be cool
  Didn't wanna tell you that you're much too cruel
  Did you have to run off with that dog-gone fool?
  [Chorus]
  All I gotta do is think about you
  Every night and day I go crazy
  All I gotta do is get my hands on you
  You better stay away from me, baby
  [Verse 2]
  I wouldn't mind the postman
  If the neighbours didn't know
  Or the gas man, electric man, a man who'll fix the car
  I'd have to let it go
  But you had to bring me down for a rock and roll clone
  And leave me like a sucker standing all alone
  Did you have to run off with that rolling stone?
  Go ahead, fool [Chorus]
  All I gotta do is think about you
  Every night and day I go crazy
  All I gotta do is get my hands on you
  You better stay away from me, baby
  [Bridge]
  So I ain't gonna go to see the Rolling Stones no more, no more
  I don't wanna go to see Queen no more, no more
  So I ain't gonna go to see the Rolling Stones no more, no more
  I don't wanna go to see Queen no more, no more
  [Guitar Solo]
  Yeah
  Yeah!
  Go crazy, woo!
  Yeah, yeah!
  [Verse 3]
  I don't wanna hurt you
  Like you've been hurting me
  But you know that I'll be watching, rolling on the floor
  Next time you're on the TV
  Had enough of your pretending that you know where it's at
  Coming on to all the boys like a real spoiled brat
  To think that I nearly let you get away with all that
  No way, baby [Chorus]
  All I gotta do is think about you
  Every night and day I go crazy
  All I gotta do is get my hands on you
  You better stay away from me, baby
  [Outro]
  Ooh!
  You gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta stay away from me, baby
  Baby, crazy, crazy, crazy, yeah
  Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy
  Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy
  Crazy, crazy, crazy, woo!