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's 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 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 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
 Mad about the boy