I'm mad about the boy (Ah)
I know it's stupid to be mad about the boy (Ah)
I'm so ashamed of it but must've admit
The sleepless I've had, about the boy
Oh-oh-oh, on the silver screen
He melts my foolish heart in every single scene
Although I'm quite aware that here and there
Are traces of the care about the boy
Lord knows I'm not a fool, boy
I really shouldn't care
Lord knows I'm not a school boy
In the fury of his first affair
Will it ever cloy?
This odd diversity of misery and joy
I'm feeling quite insane and young again
And all because I'm mad about the boy
So if I could employ (Ah)
A little magic that will finally destroy (Ah)
History, it pains me and it chains me
'Cause I'm mad about the boy
I'm mad about the boy (Ah, mad about the boy, yeah)
I'm mad about the boy (I'm mad about the boy)
About the boy
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