Crazy Little Thing
This thing called loveI just can’t handle itThis thing called loveI must get ’round to itI ain’t readyCrazy little thing […]
This thing called loveI just can’t handle itThis thing called loveI must get ’round to itI ain’t readyCrazy little thing […]
I got my first real six-stringBought it at the five-and-dimePlayed it ’til my fingers bledWas the summer of ’69 Me
[Verse 1]People smile and tell me I’m the lucky oneAnd we’ve only just begunThink I’m gonna have a sonHe will
There’s a port on a western bayAnd it serves a hundred ships a dayLonely sailors pass the time awayAnd talk
[Verse 1]Money, get awayGo get a good job with more pay, and you’re okayMoney, it’s a gasGrab that cash with
Out of touch, out of reach yeahYou could try to get closer to meI’m in love, I’m in deep, yeahHypnotized,
(Morning! Today’s forecast calls for blue skies) The sun is shining in the skyThere ain’t a cloud in sightIt’s stopped
So you think you’re a RomeoYou’re playing a part in a picture-showWell, take the long way homeTake the long way
I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh LordAnd I’ve been waiting for this moment for all my
The song came and wentLike the times that we spentHiding out from the rain under the carnival tentI laughed and