Lyrics:

No, he ain't perfect
This man of mine
He wrote me a love song
But the words don't rhyme
He drives me crazy
How he's late all the time

But I love my baby just the same
The reasons why are hard to explain

He makes me feel ooh, ahh, I can't quite describe it
Something 'bout that boy just makes me get up and sing
My heart goes mmm, ahh, the only way to say it
It's a crazy kind of love thing

Steals all my best jokes
And gets the punchlines wrong
For my birthday he bought me Amarige
But left the price tag on
He says, 'I can do that'
When we're watching James Bond

But that's the funny thing about love
He's my baby all because

He makes me feel ooh, ahh, I can't quite describe it
Something 'bout that boy just makes me get up and sing
My heart goes mmm, ahh, the only way to say it
It's a crazy kind of love thing

He may not always notice what I do with my hair
But he sure knows when to hold my hand
He sings off key, wait a minute, I don't care
That's my baby, that's my man

That's the funny thing about love
He's my baby all because of what he does

He makes me feel ooh, ahh
I can't quite describe it
Something 'bout that boy just makes me get up and sing
My heart goes mmm, ahh
The only way to say it
It's a crazy kind of love thing

It's a crazy kind of love thing