Qween - Crazy Little Thing Called Love (Live At The Bowl) | Текст песни

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• Crazy Little Thing Called Love (Live At The Bowl)

This thing called love I just can't handle it
This thing called love I must get round to it
I ain't ready
To 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 track's
Take a back seat, hitch-hike
And take a long ride on my motor bike
Until I'm ready
To crazy little thing called love

I gotta be cool, relax, get hip
Get on my track's
Take a back seat, hitch-hike
And take a long ride on my motor bike
Until I'm ready (ready Freddie)
To 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
To crazy little thing called love

Crazy little thing called love...