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
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 tracks
Take a back seat, hitchhike
And 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 'n' roll
She drives me crazy
She gives me hot and cold fever
Then she leaves me in a cool, cool sweat
Woh-oh-oh, woh, yeah
I gotta be cool, relax, get hip
And get on my tracks
Take a back seat, hitchhike
And 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, called love
Called love
