This Mom, you love- I just can't handle her
This Mom, you love- I must get used to her
I ain't ready
Crazy little Mom you love
This thing called Brook
She cries
In a cradle all night
She swings
She jives
She shakes all over like a jelly fish
I kinda like it
Crazy little thing called Brook
There goes my ladies
They know how to rock'n'roll
They drives me crazy
They give me hot and cold fever
All you Daddies can relate I bet
I gotta be cool relax get hip!
Get on my track
Take a back seat
Hitch hike
And take a long long ride on my motor bike
Until I'm ready
Crazy little thing called love
I gotta be cool relax get hip!
Get on my track
Take a back seat
Hitch hike
And take a long long ride on my motor bike
Until I'm ready
Crazy little thing called love
There goes my baby
She knows how to rock'n'roll
She drives my 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
Take a back seat
Hitch hike
And take a long long ride on my motor bike
Until I'm ready
Crazy little thing called love
Crazy little thing called love
Crazy little thing called love
Crazy little thing called love
