Crazy About Her
Rod Stewart Lyrics


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I walk the street 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

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

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 crockroach on the floor

If she belonged to me I'd give her everything
I'd never cheat or lie
I treat her with respect, not just a sex object
I ain't that kind of guy

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

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

Every night I stand around her door and wait for her to come by
She lives in one of those brownstones with the guard outside
and the limousines and the Rolls Royces comin' and goin'

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 guys ain't got

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

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

Overall Meaning

Rod Stewart's song "Crazy About Her" tells a story of an obsessive love for a woman, whom the singer sees every day, but she doesn't notice him. He walks the streets, can't sleep or work, drinks too much, sees her everywhere, and waits for her to notice him. He imagines having her, treating her with respect, and giving her everything. However, he also knows that she is "the boss's girl," and he is just "a crockroach on the floor." He feels like a loaded gun, burning up inside, and lovesick son, unable to control his feelings.


The lyrics depict the dark side of unrequited love, which leads to an intense longing, desperation, and frustration. The singer's fixation on the woman becomes an obsession that consumes him and alienates him from his surroundings. He blames his misery on the woman's beauty, youth, and social status, which he perceives as unattainable. However, he also sees himself as a victim of circumstance, and his love as pure and genuine.


Overall, the song portrays the psychological and emotional complexities of unrequited love, which can range from passionate devotion to destructive behavior. It highlights the power of love to transform one's life, for better or worse, and the vulnerability of the human heart to the whims of fate.


Line by Line Meaning

I walk the street at night until the morning light comes shining through
I wander aimlessly in the dark until the sun rises, unable to find peace.


Can't get a good night's sleep ain't been to work in weeks What am I gonna do? Help me
I am consumed by my love for this woman to the point where I can't function or take care of myself. I am desperate for a solution.


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
My obsession with her is all-encompassing. I attempt to distract myself with alcohol, but it only makes me feel worse. All I want is to be close to her, and it's driving me mad.


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
I am so deeply infatuated with her that I feel like a powder keg, just waiting to go off. My love for her is all-consuming and overwhelming.


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 catch glimpses of her throughout the day, and it only strengthens my conviction that we belong together. I am convinced that fate will bring us together.


She don't notice me I might as well just be a crockroach on the floor
As much as I try to make her aware of my presence, she never seems to notice me. I feel invisible and unworthy of her attention.


If she belonged to me I'd give her everything I'd never cheat or lie I treat her with respect, not just a sex object I ain't that kind of guy
I am genuinely devoted to her, and believe that I would treat her with the utmost respect and care. I am not interested in her solely for physical reasons; I believe our connection runs much deeper than that.


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
Even when we cross paths, she seems completely oblivious to my existence. Nevertheless, I remain convinced that we are meant to be together, and that one day we will be.


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 guys ain't got
I am aware of how the world perceives us, and that many people believe we are not a match. However, I am confident that if she were to give me a chance, I could offer her something unique and special - beyond what money can buy.


Ain't gonna bide my time ain't gonna stand in line Somebody gonna get burned But, oh the problem is I think my love's at risk She's the boss's girl Oh no
I am growing restless and impatient. I know that someone will end up getting hurt in the end - it could be me, or it could be her. The biggest hurdle to overcome, however, is that she is the boss's girl - complicating matters even further.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: ROD STEWART, DUANE S HITCHINGS, JAMES CREGAN

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Kaloian Milanov

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
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
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 a rush hour 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
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
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
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-Royce's 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!
Ain't gonna bide my time ain't gonna stand in line
Somebody gonna get burned
But, oh the problem is I think my love is at risk
She's the boss's girl
Oh no



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Alerus1988

Песня моей студенческой жизни... Род Стюарт это круче Пола Маккартни. Привет всем из Беларуси! Мне 52 и слушаю музыку Рода , и вспоминаю свою беззаботную студенческую жизнь. 1988 год это год поступления в институт в Минске.

Soft Rock Songs

A wise man once said...when you are happy, you enjoy the Melody but when you are broken, you understand the Lyrics...amazing song. Blessed to have grown up in this era of real music.

Dorothy Kuveke

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Breige Sheppard

Me too

Dorothy Kuveke

I'm one of the brokenhearted who listens to the lyrics and not the melody. Great quote where did you find that one? Love all the comments on YouTube

brian blackwell

He could sing thrash metal,
and still make a hit out of it.
There is NOTHING this man can't do

benjamin desantis

i know he is fucken amazing

Maricela Ceja

LA VOZ TAN ESPECIAL DE ESTE HOMBRE ES INCONFUNDIBLE, EL TONO SALVAJE Y SENSUAL A LA VEZ .........

Argentinidad Al Palo

Es un maestro, recuerdo que la primera vez que lo vi, fue alla por el 88, yo tenia 9 años era en el video de Lost in you y de ahi lo escucho hasta ahora. Fanatico hace 34 años 😎

nancy edith ferreyra

es lo mas Rod !!!!

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