My feets were flyin' down the street just the other night
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When a Hong Kong special pulled up at the light
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What was inside, man, was just c'est magnifique
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I wanted to hold the bumper and let her drag me down the street.
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Ooh, ooh I gotta crush on you
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Ooh, ooh I gotta crush on you
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Ooh, ooh I gotta crush on you tonight
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Sometimes I spot a little stranger standing 'cross the room
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My brain takes a vacation just to give my heart more room
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For one kiss, darling I swear everything I would give
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Cause you're a walking, talking reason to live
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Ooh, ooh I gotta crush on you
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Ooh, ooh I gotta crush on you
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Ooh, ooh I gotta crush on you tonight
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Well now she might be the talk of high society
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She's probably got a lousy personality
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She might be a heiress to Rockefeller
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She might be a waitress or a bank teller
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She makes the Venus de Milo look like she's got no style
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She makes Sheena of the Jungle look meek and mild
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I need a quick shot, Doc, knock me off my feet
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Cause I'll be minding my own business walking down the street... watchout !
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Ooh, ooh I gotta crush on you
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Ooh, ooh I gotta crush on you
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Ooh, ooh I gotta crush on you tonight
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Crush On You
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| Bruce Springsteen |
