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Текст (слова) песни: John Hiatt - Thing Called Love
Dont have to humble yourself to me
I aint your judge or your king
And baby, you know you aint no queen of sheba
And we may not even have our dignity, no
This could be just a prideful thing
But baby, we can choose you know,
We aint no amoebas
But
Chorus:
Are you ready for this thing called love
Dont come from you and me,
It comes from up above
I aint no porcupine, take off your kid gloves
Are you ready for this thing called love
And you aint some icon carved out of soap
Sent down here to clean up my reputation
And baby, I aint your prince charming
Now we can live in fear, or act out of hope
For some kind of peaceful situation
Baby, dont know why the cry of love is so alarming
But
Chorus
The ugly ducklings dont turn into swans
And glide off down the lake
Whether your sunglasses are off or on
You only see the world you make
Before the laws of God and the laws of man
I take you for my wife, yeah
To love, honour, cherish and obey,
Now, I didnt have no plans to live
This kind of life, no
It just worked out that way
And
Chorus twice
Just a crazy little thing called love
Its justs a crazy little thing called love
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