Текст песни Crazy About Her [Kyle Wyld West Edit / Instrumental] - 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
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