Crazy Little Thing Called Love Songtext
von Marc Martel

One, two, three, four!

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
And get on my track's
Take a back seat, hitch-hike
And take a long ride on my motorbike
Until I′m ready
Crazy little thing called love

I gotta be cool, relax, get hip
And get on my track′s
Take a back seat, hitch-hike
Take a long ride on my motorbike
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

Crazy little thing called love
Crazy little thing called love, yeah, yeah
Crazy little thing called love
Crazy little thing called love

Crazy little thing called love
Crazy little thing called love
Crazy little thing called love
Crazy little thing called love
Alright

Crazy little thing called love