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Mad about the boy |
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I know it's stupid to be mad about the boy |
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I'm so ashamed of it but must admit the sleepless nights I've had |
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About the boy |
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On the silverscreen |
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He melts my foolish heart in every single scene |
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Although I'm quite aware that here and there are traces of the cad |
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About the boy |
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Lord knows I'm not a fool girl |
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I really shouldn't care |
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Lord knows I'm not a school girl |
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In the flurry of her first affair |
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Will it ever cloy |
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This odd diversity of misery and joy |
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I'm feeling quite insane and young again |
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And all because I'm mad about the boy |
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So if I could employ |
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A little magic that will finally destroy |
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This dream that pains me and enchains me |
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But I can't because I'm mad... |
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I'm mad about the boy |
