Oh, this thing

called love,

well, I just

can’t a han dle it.

(F)night.

This thing

called love,

I it must all o ver get a (Bb)round to it.

I ain’t a (C)read y.

Cra zy lit tle (Bb)thing called (C)love.

Well, this thing

called love,

well, it cries

in a cra dle all (F)night.

It swings,

it jives,

I it shakes all o ver like a (Bb)jel ly fish.

I kind a (C)like it.

Cra zy lit tle (Bb)thing called (C)love.

Well, this thing There goes my (F7)ba by;

she knows how to rock and roll.

She drives me (Ab)cra zy.

She gives me (D)hot and cold (G)fe ver.

She leaves me in a cool, cool sweat.

I got ta be cool,

re lax,

a get hip,

a get (Bb)on my (F)tracks.

Take a (C)back seat, hitch hike

and take a (F)long ride on a (Bb)mo tor bike un til I’m (C)read y.

Cra zy lit tle (Bb)thing called (C)love.

I got ta be cool, zy lit tle (Bb)thing called (C)love.

This thing

called love, I just

can’t (Bb)han dle it.

This (C)thing

called love,

I must

get a (Bb)round to it.

I ain’t (C)read y.

Cra zy lit tle (Bb)thing called (C)love,

cra zy lit tle (Bb)thing called (C)love,

cra zy lit tle (Bb)thing called (C)love,

cra zy lit tle (Bb)thing called (C)love,

hey, cra zy lit tle (Bb)thing called (C)love.