Crush On You

Bruce Springsteen

1. My feets were flying 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 the bumper and let her drag me down the street

R: Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you
   Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you
   Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you tonight
   
2. Sometimes I spot a little stranger standing 'cross the room
   My brain takes a vacation just to give my heart more room
   For one kiss, darling I swear everything I would give
   Cause you're a walking, talking reason to live

R: Ooh, ooh I gotta crush on you...

   Well now she might be the talk of high society
   She's probably got a lousy personality
   She might be a 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 makes 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 walking down the street... watchout!

R: Ooh, ooh I gotta crush on you...