John Hiatt - Thing Called Love Lyrics
Dont have to humble yourself to meI aint your judge or your kingAnd baby, you know you aint no queen of shebaAnd we may not even have our dignity, noThis could be just a prideful thingBut baby, we can choose you know,We aint no amoebasButChorus:Are you ready for this thing called loveDont come from you and me,It comes from up aboveI aint no porcupine, take off your kid glovesAre you ready for this thing called loveAnd you aint some icon carved out of soapSent down here to clean up my reputationAnd baby, I aint your prince charmingNow we can live in fear, or act out of hopeFor some kind of peaceful situationBaby, dont know why the cry of love is so alarmingButChorusThe ugly ducklings dont turn into swansAnd glide off down the lakeWhether your sunglasses are off or onYou only see the world you makeBefore the laws of God and the laws of manI take you for my wife, yeahTo love, honour, cherish and obey,Now, I didnt have no plans to liveThis kind of life, noIt just worked out that wayAndChorus twiceJust a crazy little thing called loveIts justs a crazy little thing called love
