Crazy About Her - Kyle Wyld West Edit; Instrumental [Kyle Wyld West Edit]

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