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This thing called love
I just can't handle it
This thing called love
I must get 'round to it
I ain't ready
Crazy little thing called love
This thing (this thing) called love (called love)
It cries (like a baby) in a cradle all night
It swings, it jives
It shakes all over like a jellyfish
I kinda like it
Crazy little think called love
There goes my baby
She knows how to rock and roll
She drives me crazy
She give me hot and cold fever
Then she leaves me in a cool, cool sweat
I gotta be cool, relax
Get hip, get on my tracks
Take a back seat, hitch--hike
And take a long ride on my motor bike
Until I'm ready
Crazy little thing called love
I gotta be cool, relax
Get hip, get on my tracks
Take a back seat, hitch--hike
Take a little long ride on my motor bike
Until I'm ready
Crazy little thing called love
This thing called love
I just can't handle it
This thing called love
I must get round to it
I ain't 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
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