Mad About the Boy

I'm mad about the boy (ah, ah)

I know it’s stupid to be mad about the boy (ah, ah)

I'm so ashamed of it but must've admit

The sleepless I’ve had, about the boy

Oh-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 cad, 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 flurry of his first affair

Ooh, whatever cloy (ah, ah)

There's our diversity of misery and joy (ah, ah)

I'm feelin' quite insane and young again

It all because I'm mad, about the boy

So if I could employ (ah, ah)

A little magic that will finally destroy (ah, ah)

History it pains me and it chains me

’Cause I'm mad about the boy

I'm mad about the boy (ah, ah, mad about the boy, yeah)

I'm mad about the boy (I'm mad about the boy)

About the boy