Mad About The Boy

Mad About The Boy - Anita O'Day (安妮塔·奧黛)

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

I'm mad about the boy

And 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

On the silverscreen

He melts my foolish heart

In every single scene

Although I'm quite aware

That here and there

Are traces of the kid

About the boy

Lord knows I'm not a fool girl

I really shouldn't care

Lord knows I'm not a school girl

Who's 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

If I could employ a little magic

That would finally destroy

This dream that pains me and it shames me

But I can't because I'm mad about the boy

I'm mad about the boy

Sad about boy

Gonna living die without sand boy