Luyện nghe bài hát Crazy About Her

I walk the streets at night until the light
shining through
Can't get a good sleep, ain't been to work in weeks
What am I do? Help me

Can't get her off my mind, I'm drinking too much
I'm up inside
If I could touch her face or take her out some
I'd be

Hey, I'm a gun
I'm crazy about her, crazy her
Hey, I'm a son
I'm crazy her

I see her in Central Park
With one of them on her head
She was hot, young,
And I said to myself, "She's to be mine"

I see her every day in hour, subway
In a store
She notice me, I might as well just be
A cockroach on the

If she belonged to me I'd her everything
I'd cheat or lie
I'd treat her with respect, not a sex object
I that kind of guy

Hey, I'm a gun
I'm crazy about her, crazy her
Hey, I'm a son
I'm about her

I was standing the Met one day
When she drove by in a Corvette
I said, "Hey baby, I died"
She looked through me
And I knew, destined to be mine

Every night I stand around her and wait for her to come by
She lives in one of those brown-stones the guard outside
And the limousines and the Rolls Royce's and going
My friends all say she's way outta my
But I know if just get know me
I could give her something all those rich guy got, oh yeah

Ain't gonna bide my time, ain't gonna in line
Somebody gonna get
But, oh the problem is I think my at risk
the boss' girl, oh no