Rod Stewart - Crazy About Her | Текст песни

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I walk the street at night
Until the morning light
Comes shining through
Can't get a good night's sleep
Ain't been to work in weeks
What am I gonna do?
Help me

Can't get her off my mind
I'm drinking too much wine
I'm burning up inside
If I could touch her face
Or take her out some place
I'd be satisfied

Hey, I'm a loaded gun
I'm crazy about her
Crazy about her
Hey, I'm a lovesick son
I'm crazy about her

I see her jogging in Central Park
With one of them Walkman's on her head
She was hot, young, beautiful
And I said to myself
She's destined to be mine

I see her ev'ry day
In rush hour or subway
Iin a grocery store
She don't notice me
I might as well just be
A crockroach on the flour
If she belonged to me
I'd give her ev'rything
I'd never cheat or lie
I treat her with respect
Not just a sex object
I ain't that kind of guy

Hey, I'm a loaded gun
I'm crazy about her
Crazy about her
Hey, I'm a lovesick son
I'm crazy about her

I was standing outside the Met one day
When she drove by in a black Corvette
I said " Hey baby!"
I could've died, she looked straight through me
But I know she's destined to be mine

Spoken:
Every night I stand around her door and wait for her to come by
She lives in one of those brown-stones they guard outside
And the limousines and the Rolls Royces comin' and goin'
My friends all say she's way outta my class
But I know if she'd just get know me
I could give her something all those rich guy ain't got

Ain't gonna bide my time ain't gonna stand in line
Somebody gonna get burned
But, oh the problem is I think my loves at risk
She's the boss's girl
Oh no

Hey, I'm a loaded gun
I'm crazy about her
Crazy about her
Hey, I'm a lovesick son
I'm crazy about her

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