Crazy About Her--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 someplace
I'd be satisfied

(Chorus)
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

(Chorus)

I was standing outside the Met on 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 jsut give me a chance
I could give her something all those rich guys 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 love's at risk
She's the boss' girl

Oh no