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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 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, so blind I've got to pay my rental And I can't afford to waste my time If I could employ some kind of magic that would finally destroy This love that pains me and enchains me, but I can't Because I'm mad about the boy (Dank an Cristiane de Paula Magaldi für den Text) Aus Songtexte Mania