Thing Called Love - Jill Johnson, Björn Skifs

Don’t have to humble yourself to me

I ain’t your judge or your king

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

We may not even have our dignity

This could be just a powerful thing

Baby we can choose you know we ain’t no amoeba

Are you ready for the thing called love

Don’t come from me and you

It comes from up above

I ain’t no porcupine

Take off your kid gloves

Are you ready for the thing called love

I ain’t some icon carved out of soap

Sent here to clean up your reputation

Baby, you know you ain’t no Prince Charming

We can live in fear or act out of hope

For some kind of peaceful situation

Baby, how come the cry of love is so alarming

Are you ready for the thing called love

Don’t come from me and you

It comes from up above

I ain’t no porcupine

Take off your kid gloves

Are you ready for the thing called love

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

Are you ready for the thing called love

Don’t come from me and you

It comes from up above

I ain’t no porcupine

Take off your kid gloves

Are you ready for it

Are you ready for the thing called love

Don’t come from me and you

It comes from up above

I ain’t no porcupine

Take off your kid gloves

Are you ready for it

Are you ready

Are you ready for it

Yes I’m ready

Ready for love

Ready for love

Are you ready for the thing called love