murrnjua:

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 woo) 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 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 relax, get hip, get on my tracks,
take a back seat, hitchhike,
And take a long ride on my motorbike until I'm ready (ready Freddie)
Crazy little thing called love.
(some repetitions)