Crazy About Her

- Rod Stewart

(r. stewart/d. hitchings/j. cregan)

I walk the streets at night

Until the morning light comes shining through

Cant get a good nights sleep

Aint been to work in weeks

What am I gonna do

Help me

Cant get her off my mind

Im drinking too much wine

Im burning up inside

If I could touch her face

Or take her out some place Id be satisfied

Hey, Im a loaded gun

Im crazy about her, crazy about her

Hey, Im a lovesick son

Im crazy about her

I see her jogging in central park

With one of them walkmans on her head.

She was hot, young, beautiful

And I said to myself

Shes destined to be mine

I see her every day

In rush hour or subway, in a grocery store

She dont notice me,

I might as well just be a *****roach on the floor

If she belonged to me Id give her everything

Id never cheat or lie

Id treat her with respect, not just a sex object

I aint that kind of guy

Hey, Im a loaded gun

Im crazy about her, crazy about her

Hey, Im a lovesick son

Im crazy about her

I was standing outside the met one day

When she drove by in a black corvette

I said hey baby

I couldve died, she looked straight through me

But I know shes 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 shes way outta my class

But I know if shed just get know me

I could give her something all those rich guy aint got

Yeah!

Aint gonna bide my time aint gonna stand in line

Somebody gonna get burned

But, oh the problem is I think my loves at risk

Shes the bosss girl

Oh no