| D | G | C | G | |
| This thing | , called love, I just | can't | handle it, |
| D | G | C | G | |
| this, thing | , called love, I mus | t, get roun | d to it, |
| D | Bb | C | D | |
| I anit r | eady, C | razy little th | ing called lo | ve. |
| D | G | C | G | |
| This thing | , called love, it crie | s, in cr | addle at night, |
| D | G | C | G | |
| it sw | ings, it jives, it sha | kes, all overlike a j | elly-fis | h, |
| D | Bb | C | D | |
| I kinda lik | e it, C | razy little th | ing called lov | e. |
| Chorus: |
| G | C | G | |
| There goes my | baby, she k | nows how to rock and roll | , |
| D | G | A | |
| She drives me cr | azy, she gives me h | ot and cold f | ever, |
| F | E | A | |
| then she le | aves me in a cool, cool sweat. |
| D | G | C | G | D | |
| I gotta be co | ol, relax, get hip, | get on | my track | s, take a b | ack seat, hitch-hike |
| G | C | G | D | |
| And ta | ke a long ride on my m | otor bi | ke until I'm rea | dy, |
| Bb | C | D |
| Crazy Little thi | ng called lov | e. |
| Bb | C | D |
| Crazy little thi | ng called lov | e. |
| Bb | C | D |
| Crazy little thi | ng called lov | e. |