Mad About the Boy Songtext
von Gertrude Lawrence

I met him at a party a couple of years ago
He was rather overhearty and rediculous
But as ive seen him on the screen he caused a cast a certain spell
I′ve basked in his attraction
A couple of eyes or so
His manners were a fraction so meticulous.
If he was real or not I couldnt tell
But like a silly fool i fell
Mad about the boy
I know its stupid to be mad about the boy.
I'm so ashamed of it but must admit the sleepness nights
I′ve had without the boy
On the silver screen
He melts my foolish heart in every single scene
Although im quite aware that here and there are traces of the care about the boy
Lord knows im not a fool girl
I really shouldnt care
Lord knows im not a school girl In the flurry of her first affair
Will it ever cloy this odd diversity Of misery and joy
I'm feeling quite insane and Young again
And all because im mad about The boy
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I'm hardly sentimental
Love isnt served at mine
I have to pay my rental
And i cant afford to waste
Much time
If i could employ
A little magic
That would finally destroy
This dream
That pains me and then chains me
But i cant because I′m
Mad about the boy