Vista previa
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