Michael Bublé — Crazy Little Thing Called Love

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This thing, a-called love
I just can’t handle it
This thing, a-called love
I must get ’round to it, I ain’t ready
Crazy little thing called love

A-this thing, called love
It cries in a cradle all night
It swings and it jives
It shakes all over like a jelly fish, I kinda like it
Crazy little thing called love

A-there goes my baby
She knows how to rock ‘n’ roll
She drives me crazy
She gives me hot and cold fever
Then she leaves me in a cool, cool sweat

I gotta be cool, a-relax, a-get hip
And get on my tracks
Take a back seat, a-hitch-hike
And take a long ride on my motorbike until I’m ready
Crazy little thing called love

I gotta be cool, a-relax, a-get hip
A-get on my tracks
Take a back seat, a-hitch-hike
And take a long ride on my motorbike
Until I’m ready
Crazy little thing called love

A-there goes my baby
She knows how to rock ‘n’ roll
She drives me crazy
She gives me hot and cold fever
Then she leaves me in a cool, cool sweat

I gotta be cool, a-relax, a-get hip
A-get on my tracks
A-take a back seat, a-hitch-hike
And take a long, long ride on my motorbike
Until I’m ready
Crazy little thing called love

Crazy little thing called love
Crazy little thing called love
Crazy little thing called love
Crazy little thing called love
Crazy little thing called love
Crazy little thing called love
Called love, called love
A little thing, called love
A crazy little thing called love