My Feets Were Flyin' Down The Street Just The Other Night
When A Hong Kong Special Pulled Up At The Light
What Was Inside, Man, Was Just C'est Magnifique
I Wanted To Hold The Bumper And Let Her Drag Me Down The Street.

Ooh, Ooh I Gotta Crush On You
Ooh, Ooh I Gotta Crush On You
Ooh, Ooh I Gotta Crush On You Tonight

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

Ooh, Ooh I Gotta Crush On You
Ooh, Ooh I Gotta Crush On You
Ooh, Ooh I Gotta Crush On You Tonight

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 !

Ooh, Ooh I Gotta Crush On You
Ooh, Ooh I Gotta Crush On You
Ooh, Ooh I Gotta Crush On You Tonight