Versuri 08. Crush on You

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