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Lyrics: 
 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 (woo-ooo), it jives (woo-woo)
 It shakes all over like a jelly fish
 I kinda like it
 Crazy little thing called love
 
 There goes my baby
 She knows how to rock and 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, relax
 Get hip, get on my tracks
 Take a back seat, hitchhike
 And take a long ride on my motor bike
 Until I'm ready
 Crazy little thing called love
 
 Yeah, I gotta be cool relax
 Get hip and get on my tracks
 Take a back seat, hitchhike
 And take a long ride on my motor bike
 Until I'm ready (ready Freddie)
 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 (ooh)
 Crazy little thing called love
 Crazy little thing called love (yeah, yeah)
 Crazy little thing called love (yeah, yeah)
 Crazy little thing called love (yeah, yeah)
 Crazy little thing called love (yeah, yeah)
 
 Crazy little thing called love (yeah, yeah)
 Crazy little thing called love (yeah, yeah)
 Crazy little thing called love (yeah, yeah)
 Crazy little thing called love (yeah, yeah) 
	
	
	 
	
		
		
	
	
  
	
			
	   	 
      
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