[Intro]            2x [Verse] I walk the streets at night Until the morning light comes shining through   Can’t get a good night’s sleep Ain’t been to work in weeks What am I gonna do Help me Can’t get her off my mind I’m drinking too much wine I’m burning up inside If I could touch her face Or take her out some place I’d be satisfied [Chorus] Hey I’m a loaded gun I’m crazy about her crazy about her 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 I see her every day In rush hour or subway in a grocery store She don’t notice me I might as well just be a cockroach on the floor If she belonged to me I’d give her everything I’d never cheat or lie I’d treat her with respect not just a sex object I ain’t that kind of guy [Chorus] Hey I’m a loaded gun I’m crazy about her crazy about her 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         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] Ain’t gonna bide my time ain’t gonna stand in line Somebody gonna get burned But oh the problem is I think my loves at risk She’s the boss’s girl Oh no [Outro] | | |   (till fade out)