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This thing called love, I just can't handle it |
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This thing called love, I must get 'round to it |
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I ain't ready |
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Crazy little thing called love |
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Well, This thing (this thing) called love (called love) |
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It cries (like a baby) in a cradle all night |
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It swings, it jives |
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It shakes all over like a jellyfish |
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I kinda like it |
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Crazy little thing called love |
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There goes my baby |
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She knows how to rock and roll |
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She drives me crazy |
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She gives me hot and cold fever |
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Then she leaves me in a cool, cool sweat |
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I gotta be cool, relax |
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Get hip, get on my tracks |
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Take a back seat, hitch-hike |
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And take a long ride on my motor bike |
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Until I'm ready |
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Crazy little thing called love |
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Instrumental |
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I gotta be cool relax |
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Get hip and get on my tracks |
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Take a back seat, hitch-hike |
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And take a long ride on my motor bike |
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Until I'm ready |
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Crazy little thing called love |
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This thing called love, |
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I just can't handle it |
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This thing called love, |
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I must get 'round to it |
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I ain't ready |
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Crazy little thing called love |
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Crazy little thing called love |
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Crazy little thing called love |
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Crazy little thing called love |
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Crazy little thing called love... |
