verse 1: 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. verse 2: This thing called love, it cries in a cradle all night. It swings, it jives, 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 and roll. She drives me crazy, she gives me hot and cold fever then she leaves me in a cool, cool sweat. verse 3: i gotta be cool, relax, get hip, get on my tracks, take a back seat, hitch hike and take a long ride on my motor bike until I'm ready, crazy little thing called love. {guitar solo} (play like chorus) I gotta be cool, relax, get hip, get on my tracks, take a back seat, hitch hike and take a long ride on my motor bike until I'm ready, 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, crazy little thing called love.