Gm   Eb   Gm   Gm  2x


[Verse]

            Gm                         Eb                  Gm               Gm
I walk the streets at night, Until the morning light comes shining through
             Gm                               Eb                        Gm      Gm
Can't get a good night's sleep, Ain't been to work in weeks, What am I gonna do

Help me
              Gm                        Eb                        Gm         Gm
Can't get her off my mind, I'm drinking too much wine, I'm burning up inside
            Gm                         Eb                    Gm        Gm
If I could touch her face, Or take her out some place I'd be satisfied


[Chorus]

F           Eb              Gm               Gm
Hey, I'm a loaded gun, I'm crazy about her, crazy about her
F          Eb                 Gm             Gm
Hey, I'm a lovesick son, I'm crazy about her


[Verse]

I see her jogging in Central Park
With one of them Walkman's on her head.
She was hot, young, beautiful
And I said to myself
She's destined to be mine

           Gm                     Eb               Gm           Gm
I see her every day, In rush hour or subway, in a grocery store
           Gm                    Eb                      Gm           Gm
She don't notice me, I might as well just be a cockroach on the floor
         Gm                        Eb                     Gm         Gm
If she belonged to me I'd give her everything, I'd never cheat or lie
              Gm                       Eb                        Gm         Gm
I'd treat her with respect, not just a sex object, I ain't that kind of guy


[Chorus]

F           Eb              Gm               Gm
Hey, I'm a loaded gun, I'm crazy about her, crazy about her
F          Eb                 Gm             Gm
Hey, I'm a lovesick son, I'm crazy about her


[Verse]

(just drums)
I was standing outside the Met one day
When she drove by in a black Corvette
I said Hey baby
I could've died, she looked straight through me
But I know she's destined to be mine

Gm  Eb  Gm  Gm  2x

Spoken:
Every night I stand around her door and wait for her to come by
She lives in one of those brown-stones with the guard outside
And the limousines and the Rolls Royces coming and going

My friends all say she's way outta my class
But I know if she'd just get know me, I could give her something all those rich guy ain't got
Yeah!


[Bridge]

            Gm                       Eb                      Gm               Gm
Ain't gonna bide my time ain't gonna stand in line, Somebody gonna get burned
            Gm                    Eb                       Gm          Gm
But, oh the problem is I think my loves at risk, She's the boss's girl
Oh no