Crazy About Her — текст песни (Rod Stewart)

I walk the streets 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 every day
in rush hour or subway, in a grocery store
She don`t notice me,
I might as well just be a cockroach on the floor

If she belonged to me I`d give her everything
I`d never cheat or lie
I`d 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 with the guard outside
and the limousines and the Rolls Royces coming and going

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
Yeah!

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