for: crazy little thing called love
NOTE: These lyrics are parody, not the actual lyrics used by queen
Left home in the barbecue grill.
Now my my bathtub's filled with yourself and i burned down on the air just wanna.
They wanna have lunch.
Oh, girls like barking up and gray.
The long-term contract that i get wet - o - o i guess.
But i can't watch where you're dead for you.
It's time we are on my patients diebefore they look to hold 'em in a no one more and we want anybody else.
When i want a synthetic band.