Letras
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 the boy
I'm hardly sentimental
Love isn't so sublime
I still have to pay my rental
And I can't afford to waste much time
If I could employ
A little magic that would finally destroy
This dream that pains me and enchains me
But I can't 'cause I'm mad about the boy
Oh, if I could employ
Just a little magic that would finally destroy
This dream that pains me and enchains me
But I can't because I'm mad about the boy