Mad About the Boy

Mad About the Boy - Patricia Scot/Creed Taylor Orchestra

Mad about the boy

I know it's stupid

But I'm mad about the boy

I'm so ashamed of it but must admit

The sleepless nights I've had about the boy

Even when I dream

He melts my foolish heart in every single scene

Although I'm quite aware that here and there

Are traces of the cad about the boy

Lord knows I'm not a fool girl

I really shouldn't care

Lord knows I'm not a schoolgirl

In the flurry of her first grate big affair

Oh but if I could employ

Something be magic

That would finally destroy

This dream than chance me

And enchains me

But I can't because

I'm mad about the boy

I'm maybe sentimental

But love can be so sublime

This chould be destroy mental

And I really should waste my time

Will it ever cloy this odd diversity of misery and joy

I'm feeling quite insane and young again

And all because I'm mad about the boy