I'm mad about the girl, and I know it's stupid to be mad about the girl I'm so ashamed of it, but must admit, the sleepless nights I've had about the girl Oh, on the silver screen, she melts my foolish heart in every single scene Although I'm quite aware that here and there are traces of the care about the girl Lord knows I'm not a fool girl, I really shouldn't care Lord knows I'm not a school girl, who's in the flurry of affairs But will it ever close, this odd diversity of misery and joy I'm feeling quite insane and young again, and all because I'm mad about the girl I'm mad about the girl, and I know it's stupid to be mad about the girl I'm feeling quite insane and young again, and all because I'm mad about the girl I'm feeling quite insane and young again, and all because I'm mad about the girl Oh