Mad about the boy
(words and music by Noel Coward
(Esther Ofarim, 1970)
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Mad about the boy, I know itís stupid to be mad about the boy, Iím so ashamed of it, but must admit The sleepless nights Iíve had about the boy. On the silver screen, He melts my foolish heart in evíry single scene, Although Iím quite aware that here and there, Are traces of a cad about the boy. Lord knows Iím not a fool girl, I really shouldnít care. Lord knows Iím not a schoolgirl, In the flurry of her first affair. Will it ever cloy? This odd diversity of misery and joy. Iím feeling quite insane and young again And all because Iím 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!
Mad about the boy!
(Noel Coward has written this song to his lover,
he was gay)
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