Luyện nghe bài hát Crazy About Her

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

Can't get her off my mind, I'm drinking too wine
I'm up inside
If I touch her face or take her out some place
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 walkman's on her
She was hot, young,
And I to myself, "She's destined 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 to me I'd give her everything
I'd never 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 her, crazy about her
Hey, I'm a son
I'm about her

I was outside the Met one day
When she drove by in a black
I said, "Hey baby, I died"
She straight through me
And I knew, she's destined to be

Every night I stand around her and wait for her to come by
She lives in one of those brown-stones with the guard
And the limousines and the Rolls Royce's and going
My friends all say she's way my class
But I know if she'd get know me
I could her something all those rich guy ain't got, oh yeah

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