Crazy Little Thing Called Love (Brian May Version)

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



This thing called love

It cries in a cradle all night

It swings it jives

It shakes all over like a jelly fish

I kinda like it



There goes my baby

He knows how to rock and roll

He drives me crazy

He gives me hot and cold fever

Then he leaves me in a cool, cool sweat



I gotta be cool, relax

Get hip, get on my tracks

Take a back seat, hitch-hike

And take a long ride on my motor bike

Until I'm ready



I gotta be cool, relax

Get hip, get on my tracks

Take a back seat, hitch-hike

And take a long ride on my motor bike

Until I'm ready

Crazy little thing called love



There goes my baby

He knows how to rock and roll

He drives me crazy

He gives me hot and cold fever

Then he leaves me in a cool, cool sweat



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