Mad About The Boy Morgana King

Mad about the boy
It's awful funny
But I'm mad about the boy
He has a gay appeal
That makes me feel there's 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 they boy

I'm hardly sentimental
Love isn't so sublime
I still have to perm my rental
And I can't afford to waste much time

If I could employ a little magic
That would finally destroy
This string that pains me and enchains me
But I can't 'cause I'm mad about the boy

If I could еmploy a little magic
That would finally destroy
This string that pains me and еnchains me
But I can't 'cause I'm mad about the boy