Crush On You - Bruce Springsteen

My feets were flyin' down the street 
Just the other night
When a Hong Kong Special 
Pulled up at the light

What was inside, man!
Was just c'est magnifique
I wanted to hold up on the bumper 
And let her drag me down the street

Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you
Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you
Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you, tonight

Sometimes I spot a little stranger 
Standing 'cross the room
My brain takes on vacation 
Just to give my heart more room

For one kiss, darling, I swear 
Everything I would give
Cause she’s a walkin’, talkin’ 
Reason to live

Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you
Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you
Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you, tonight

(Sax Solo)

Well, now she might be 
The talk of high society
She's probably got a lousy personality

She might be an heiress 
To Rockefeller
She might be a waitress 
Or a bank teller



She makes the Venus de Milo 
Look like she's got no style
She make Sheena of the Jungle 
Look meek and mild

I need a quick shot, Doc
Knock me off my feet
Cause; I'll be minding my own business 
Walkin’ down the street
Watch out!

Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you
Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you
Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you, tonight

Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you
Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you
Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you, tonight

C’mon, na, na, na, na, na, c’mon
Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you
Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you
Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you

Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you, c’mon
Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you, c’mon
Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you, little girl

Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you, c’mon
Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you