Mad About the Boy-Elaine Paige

歌手 : Elaine Paige

专辑 : Love Songs

语种 : 英语

时长 : 05:54

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Mad About the Boy - Elaine Paige

I met him at a party just a couple of years ago

He was rather over hearty and ridiculous

But as I'd seen him on the screen

He cast a certain spell

I basked in his attraction for a couple of hours or so

His manners were a fraction too meticulous

If he was real or not I couldn't tell

But like a silly fool I fell

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

On the silver screen

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 affair

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

Mad about the boy

I know I'm potty but I'm mad about the boy

He sets me heart on fire with love's desire

In fact I've got it bad about the boy

When I do the rooms

I see 'is face in all the brushes and the brooms

Last week I strained me back, and got the sack

And had a row with dad about the boy

I'm finished with Navaro

I'm tired of Richard Dix

I'm pierced with cupid's arrow

Every Wednesday from four till six

'Ow I should enjoy

To let 'im treat me as a plaything or a toy

I'd give my all to him and crawl to him

So 'elp me gawd I'm mad about the boy

Mad about the boy

It's pretty funny but I'm mad about the boy

He has an odd appeal that makes me feel

There may be 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 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

I'm mad about the boy