Bruce Springsteen - Crush On You Lyrics
My feets were flyin down the street just the other nightWhen a hong kong special pulled up at the lightWhat was inside, man, was just cest magnifiqueI wanted to hold the bumper and let her drag me down the street(chorus)Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on youOoh, ooh, I gotta crush on youOoh, ooh, I gotta crush on you tonightSometimes I spot a little stranger standing cross the roomMy brain takes a vacation just to give my heart more roomFor one kiss, darling I swear everything I would giveCause youre a walking, talking reason to live(chorus)Well now she might be the talk of high societyShes probably got a lousy personalityShe might be a heiress to rockefellerShe might be a waitress or a bank tellerShe makes the venus de milo look like shes got no styleShe make sheena of the jungle look meek and mildI need a quick shot, doc, knock me off my feetCause Ill be minding my own business walking down the street... watchout!(chorus)