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 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 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 Because I'm mad about the boy I'm hardly sentimental Love isn't so sublime I 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 Because I'm mad about the boy Mad about the boy