This thing called love, I just can't handle it This thing called love, I must get around to it I ain't ready, this crazy little thing called love This thing, this thing called love It cries like a baby in a cradle all night It's sweet, it's dry It's tricky, slow and overriding, challenging I gotta like it, this crazy little thing called love There goes my baby She knows how to rock and roll She drives me crazy She gives me heart and cold fever She beats me in a cuckoo's swarm I gotta move, relax, get hip, get on my tracks Get back to the feeling inside It tickles all around But if I can't get ready This crazy little thing called love Hey! I gotta move, relax, get hip, get on my tracks Get back to the feeling inside It tickles all around But if I can't get ready This crazy little thing called love This thing called love, I just can't handle it This thing called love, I must get around to it This crazy little thing called love This crazy little thing called love This crazy little thing called love This crazy little thing called love This crazy little thing called love This crazy little thing called love This crazy little thing called love