C F Bb F
This thing called love I just can't handle it
C F Bb F
This thing called love I must get round to it
C G# Bb C
I ain't ready Crazy little thing called love
C F Bb
Well, this thing called love it cries in a cradle
F
all night
C F Bb
It swings, it jives it shakes all over like a jelly
F
fish
C
I kinda like it
G# Bb C
Crazy little thing called love
F Bb F
There goes my baby she knows how to Rock n' Roll
G# D G
She drives me crazy she gives me hot and cold fever then
Eb (n.c.)
She leaves in a cool, cool sweat
Bb C F Bb F
I gotta be cool, relax, get hip, get on my tracks
C
Take a back seat hitchike
F Bb F C
And take a long ride on my motor-bike until I'm ready
G# C
Crazy little thing called love
G# Bb C
Crazy little thing called love
G# Bb C
Crazy little thing called love
G# Bb C
Crazy little thing called love
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
Queen - Crazy Little Thing Called Love
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