Crazy About Her - Al B. Sure Remix

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-Royce's coming and going

My friends all say she's way outta my class

But I know if she'd just get to 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!

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