Adam Lambert

Mad About The Boy

I'm mad about the boy (Ah)
I know it's stupid to be mad about the boy (Ah)
I'm so ashamed of it but must admit
The sleepless I've had, about the boy

Oh-oh, oh, on the silver screen
He melts my foolish heart in every single scene
Although I'm quite aware, that here and there
Are traces of the care, about the boy

Lord knows I'm not a fool, boy
I really shouldn't care
Lord knows I'm not a schoolboy
In the fury of his first affair

Ooh, whatever Cloy (Ah)
There's our diversity of misery and joy (Ah)
I'm feelin' quite insane and young again
And all because I'm mad, about the boy
So if I could employ (Ah)
A little magic that will finally destroy (Ah)
History, it pains me and it chains me
'Cause I'm mad about the boy
I'm mad about the boy (Ah, mad about the boy, yeah)
I'm mad about the boy (I'm mad about the boy)