Mad About the Boy

I'm mad about the boy
I know it's stupid to be mad about the boy
I'm so ashamed of it but must've admit
The sleepless nights I've had about the boy
Oh-oh oh-oh 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 a cad about the boy
Lord knows I'm not a fool boy
I really shouldn't care
Lord knows I'm not a school boy
In the fury of his first affair
Will it ever cloy
There's our diversity of misery and joy
I'm feelin' quite insane and young again
And all because I'm mad about the boy
So if I could employ
A little magic that will finally destroy
History it pains me and it chains me
'Cause I'm mad about the boy
I'm mad about the boy
Mad about the boy yeah
I'm mad about the boy
I'm mad about the boy
About the boy