Performed by Michael Bublé
This thing called love I must get round to it
I ain't ready
Crazy little thing called love
This thing called love
It cries in a cradle all night
It swings it jives
It shakes all over like a jellyfish
I kinda like it
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
Get on my track, take a back seat, hitchhike
And take a long ride on my motorbike
Until I'm ready
Crazy little thing called love
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