Crush On You (Springsteen Bruce)

A E 1. My feets were flying down the street just the other night A E When a Hong Kong special pulled up at the light A E What was inside, man, was just c'est magnifique A E A I wanted to hold the bumper and let her drag me down the street E A R: Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you E A Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you E C#m B 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... A E 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...