Natasha Bedingfield

This thing called love I just can't handle it 

This thing called love I must get round to it 

and I ain't ready 

Crazy little thing called love 

This (this thing) called love 

(called love) 

It cries (like a baby) 

In a cradle all night 

It swings (woo woo) 

It jives (woo woo) 

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 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's 

Take a back seat, hitch-hike 

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 

Get on my track's 

Take a back seat, hitch-hike 

And take a long ride on my motor bike 

Until I'm ready (ready freddie) 

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