Crush On You |
Alright!
Whoa!
Yeah!
My feets were flying down the street just the other night
When a Hong Kong special pulled up at the light
What went 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 she's 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
Ah whoa!
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 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 walking 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
Watch out!
Ooh ooh, I gotta crush on you
Ooh ooh, I gotta crush on you
Ooh ooh, I gotta crush on you tonight
Hey hey hey…, come on!
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
Come on!
Ooh ooh, I gotta crush on you
Ooh ooh, I gotta crush on you
Whoa!
Ooh ooh, I gotta crush on you
Ooh ooh, I gotta crush on you
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