Artist : Queen
Album : The Game
Title : Crazy Little Thing Called Love
This thing called love,
I just can't handle it.
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 （woooh woooh）,
It jives （woooh woooh）.
It shakes all over like a jelly fish,
I kind of like it.
There goes my baby,
She knows how to Rock'n'Roll.
She drives my 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.
And take a long ride on my motor bike.
Until I'm ready,
Crazy little thing called love.
I gotta be cool relax get hip !
Until I'm ready （ready Freddie）.
I ain't ready...
Crazy little thing called love...