Mad about the boy
I know it's stupid to be mad about the boy
I'm so ashamed of it
But must admit the sleepless nights
I've had 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

Lord knows I'm not a fool girl
I really shouldn't care
Lord knows I'm not a school girl
In the flurry of her first affair

Will it ever cloy?
This odoversity of misery and joy
I'm feeling quite insane and young again
And all 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
I'm mad about the boy

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Writer(s): Noel Coward