And I know it's stupid to be mad about the boy I'm so ashamed of it but must admit the sleepless nights I've had
He melts my foolish heart in every single scene Although I'm quite aware that here and there are traces of the kid
Lord knows I'm not a fool-girl Lord knows I'm not a school-girl Who's in the flurry of her first affair
This odoversity of misery and joy I'm feeling quite insane and young again And all because I'm mad about the boy
I'm feeling quite insane and young again