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Don't have to humble yourself to meI ain't your judge or your kingAnd baby, you know you ain't 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 ain't no amoebasBut [Chorus]Are you ready for this thing called loveDon't come from you and me,It comes from up aboveI ain't no porcupine, take off your kid glovesAre you ready for this thing called love And you ain't some icon carved out of soapSent down here to clean up my reputationAnd baby, I ain't your prince charmingNow we can live in fear, or act out of hopeFor some kind of peaceful situationBaby, don't know why the cry of love is so alarmingBut [Chorus]Letras de cancionesThe ugly ducklings don't turn into swansAnd glide off down the lakeWhether your sunglasses are off or onYou only see the world you make Before the laws of God and the laws of manI take you for my wife, yeahTo love, honor, cherish and obey,Now, I didn't have no plans to livethis kind of life, noIt just worked out that wayAnd [Chorus: x2]Just a crazy little thing called loveIts justs a crazy little thing called love From Letras Mania