Mad About The Boy

Mad about the boy
It’s awful funny
But I’m mad about the boy
He has a gay appeal
That makes me feel there’s something
Sad about the boy
Walking down the street
His eyes look out at me
From people that I meet
I can’t believe it’s true
But when I’m blue
In some strange way
I’m glad about they boy
I’m hardly sentimental
Love isn’t so sublime
I still have to perm my rental
And I can’t afford to waste much time
If I could employ a little magic
That would finally destroy
This string that pains me and enchains me
But I can’t 'cause I’m mad about the boy
If I could mploy a little magic
That would finally destroy
This string that pains me and nchains me
But I can’t 'cause I’m mad about the boy