Mad About the Boy
Mad about the boy
It's pretty funny, but I'm mad about the boy
He has a gay appeal that makes me feel there's maybe something sad about the boy
Walking down the street
His eyes look out at me from people I meet
I can't believe it's true but when I'm blue
In some strange way, I'm glad about the boy
I'm hardly sentimental
And love isn't so sublime
I have to pay my rental
And I can't afford to waste much my time
If I could employ a little magic
That would finally destroy
This dream that pains me and changed me
But I can't bеcause I'm mad about the boy
I'm hardly sentimеntal
And love isn't so sublime
I have to pay my rental
And I can't afford to waste much my time
If I could employ a little magic
That would finally destroy
This dream that pains me and changed me
But I can't because I'm mad about the boy
Mad about the boy