I’m Going Bananas Madonna

[Intro]
Hola! Ese bato loco!

[Verse 1]
I'm going bananas
And I feel like my poor little mind is being devoured by piranhas
For I'm going bananas
I'm non compos mentes
And I feel like a tooth being drilled, a nerve being killed by a dentist
For I'm non compos mentes

[Chorus]
Who knows?
Could be the tropic heat
Or something that I eat
That makes me gonzo
I do carry on so, for

[Verse 2]
I'm going bananas
Someone book me a room in the hot hacienda with all my mañanas
For I'm going bananas
I'm going meshuga
All day long there's a man in my brain incessently playing "Booga wooga"
But I'm going meshuga
There's bats in my belfry
Won't you make sure this straight jacket's tight otherwise I might get myself free
Yes, there's bats in my belfry