Michael Bublé

Michael Bublé - Crazy thing called love lyrics

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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 called love
It cries in the cradle all night
It swings and it dies
It shakes all over like a jellyfish
I kind of 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
And she lose me in a cool cool sweat

I got to be cool
Relax
Get hip
Get on my track
Take a backseat
Hitchhike
Take a long long ride on my motorbike
Until I'm ready
Crazy little thing called love

I got to be cool
Relax
Get hip
Get on my track
Take a backseat
Hitchhike
Take a long long ride on my motorbike
Until I'm ready
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
And she lose me in a cool cool sweat

I got to be cool
Relax
Get hip
Get on my track
Take a backseat
Hitchhike
Take a long long ride on my motorbike
Until I'm ready
Crazy little thing called love
Crazy little thing called love
Crazy little thing called love
Crazy little thing called love, called love
Crazy little thing called love
Crazy little thing called love, called love
Crazy little thing called love, called love, called love
Little thing called love, called love
Crazy little thing called love
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