| I walk the streets at night
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| Until the morning light comes shining through
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| Can’t get a good night’s sleep
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| Ain’t been to work in weeks
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| What am I gonna do?
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| Help me
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| Can’t get her off my mind
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| I’m drinking too much wine
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| I’m burning up inside
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| If I could touch her face
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| Or take her out some place I’d be satisfied
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| Hey, I’m a loaded gun
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| I’m crazy about her, crazy about her
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| Hey, I’m a lovesick son
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| I’m crazy about her
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| I see her jogging in Central Park
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| With one of them Walkman’s on her head
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| She was hot, young, beautiful
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| And I said to myself
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| She’s destined to be mine
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| I see her every day
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| In rush hour or subway, in a grocery store
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| She don’t notice me
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| I might as well just be a cockroach on the floor
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| If she belonged to me I’d give her everything
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| I’d never cheat or lie
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| I’d treat her with respect, not just a sex object
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| I ain’t that kind of guy
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| Hey, I’m a loaded gun
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| I’m crazy about her, crazy about her
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| Hey, I’m a lovesick son
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| I’m crazy about her
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| I was standing outside the Met one day
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| When she drove by in a black Corvette
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| I said, «Hey baby»
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| I could’ve died, she looked straight through me
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| But I know she’s destined to be mine
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| Every night I stand around her door and wait for her to come by
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| She lives in one of those brown-stones with the guard outside
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| And the limousines and the Rolls Royces coming and going
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| My friends all say she’s way outta my class
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| But I know if she’d just get know me
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| I could give her something all those rich guy ain’t got
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| Yeah!
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| Ain’t gonna bide my time ain’t gonna stand in line
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| Somebody gonna get burned
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| But, oh the problem is I think my loves at risk
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| She’s the boss’s girl
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| Oh no |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Crazy About Her , by - Rod Stewart. Song from the album The Studio Albums 1975 - 2001, in the genre Иностранный рок