Crazy About Her - B! Crazy Dub Mix

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 (subway), in a grocery store (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-Royce's 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 guys 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