Mad about the boy
Mad about the boy
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
About the boy
On the silverscreen
He melts my foolish heart in every single scene
Although I'm quite aware that here and there are traces of the cad
About the boy
Lord knows I'm not a fool girl
I really shouldn't care
Lord knows I'm not a school girl
In the fury of her first affair
Will it ever cloy
This odd diversity of misery and joy
I'm feeling quite insane and young again
And all because I'm mad about the boy
Без ума от этого мальчишки
Без ума от этого мальчишки
Я знаю, это глупо вот так сходить с ума по мальчишке,
Я стыжусь этого, но вынуждена признаться во всех этих бессонных ночах, что я провела
Из-за этого мальчика
На экране
Из-за него мое глупое сердце тает в каждой сцене,
Хотя я прекрасно понимаю, что тут и там заметны признаки невежества
Мальчишки
Боже, я же не глупа,
Мне правда должно быть все равно,
Боже, я же не школьница,
Охваченная первой любовью
Надоест ли мне когда-нибудь
Это странное смешение радости и горести,
Я чувствую себя такой сумасшедшей и снова молодой,
И все потому, что я без ума от этого мальчишки
Mad about the boy
Mad about the boy
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
About the boy
On the silverscreen
He melts my foolish heart in every single scene
Although I'm quite aware that here and there are traces of the cad
About the boy
Lord knows I'm not a fool girl
I really shouldn't care
Lord knows I'm not a school girl
In the fury of her first affair
Will it ever cloy
This odd diversity of misery and joy
I'm feeling quite insane and young again
And all because I'm mad about the boy
Crazy about this boy
Crazy about this boy
I know it's stupid to go crazy like that for a boy,
I am ashamed of this, but forced to admit to all these sleepless nights that I spent
Because of this boy
On the screen
Because of him, my stupid heart melts in every scene
Although I understand very well that here and there are signs of ignorance
The boys
God I'm not stupid
I really should not care
God, I'm not a schoolgirl
Embraced by first love
Will I ever get tired
This is a strange mixture of joy and sorrow,
I feel so crazy and young again
And all because I'm crazy about this boy
