Mad About the Boy

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 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 but when I'm blue, in some strange way I'm glad about the boy
 I'm hardly sentimental, love isn't so sublime
 I've got to pay my rental and I can't afford to waste my time
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 If I could employ some kind of magic that would finally destroy, this love that pains me, and enchains me but I can't
 Because I'm mad about the boy
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 Mad!
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 It's pretty funny but I'm mad
 He has a gay appeal, that makes me feel there maybe something sad
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 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
 I'm hardly sentimental, love isn't so sublime
 I've got to pay my rental and I can't afford waste my time
 If I could employ some kind of magic that would finally destroy, this love that pains me and enchains me but I can't
 Because I'm mad about the boy