Tuesday, December 19, 2006

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

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 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´S
TAKE A BACK SEAT, HITCH-HIKE
AND TAKE A LONG RIDE ON MY MOTORBIKE
UNTIL I´M READY
CRAZY LITTLE THING CALLED LOVE

An anthropologist once asked a Hopi why so many of his people's songs were about rain. The Hopi replied, "Because water is so scarce. Is that why so many of your songs are about love?" ~ Gila: Life and Death of an American River