Mad About The Boy

Stormy Weather: Mad About the Boy - Lena Horne

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 what 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

Lord knows I'm not a school-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

This dream that pains me and enchains me but I can't

Because I'm mad about the boy

Mad about the boy

Mad about the boy