Thing Called Love - John Hiatt

Don’t have to humble yourself to me

I ain’t your judge or your king

Baby, you know you ain’t no Queen of Sheba

We may not even have our dignity, no

This could be just a prideful thing

Baby, we can choose, y’know, we ain’t no amoebas

But are you ready for this thing called love

Don’t come from me and you, it come from up above

I ain’t no porcupine, take off your kid gloves

Are you ready for this thing called love

And you ain’t some icon carved out of soap

Sent down here to clean up my reputation

Baby, I ain’t your Prince Charming

Now, we can live in fear or act out of hope

For some kind of peaceful situation

Baby, don’t know why the cry of love is so alarming

But are you ready for this thing called love

Don’t come from you and me, it come from up above

I ain’t no porcupine, take off your kid gloves

Are you ready for this thing called love

The ugly ducklings don’t 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 didn’t have no plans to live

This kind of life, no

It just worked out that way

And are you ready for this thing called love

Don’t come from you and me, it come from up above

I ain’t no porcupine, take off your kid gloves

Are you ready for it

Are you ready for this thing called love

Don’t come from you and me, it come from up above

I ain’t no porcupine, take off your kid gloves

Are you ready for the thing called love

Just a crazy little thing called love

Just a crazy little thing called love

It’s just a crazy little thing called love

It’s just a crazy little thing called love

It’s just a crazy little thing called love

Oh, it’s just a crazy little thing called love, baby

It’s just a crazy little thing called love, baby

It’s just a crazy little thing called love