Luyện nghe bài hát Mad About The Boy

I met him at a just a couple of years ago,
He was rather and ridiculous
But as I'd seen him on the screen he a certain spell.
I'd in his attraction
For a couple of or so.
His were a fraction too meticulous,
If he was real or not, I tell,
But like a silly I fell
Mad the boy,
I know stupid
To be mad the boy.
I'm so of it
But admit
The sleepless
had about the boy.
On the silver
He my foolish heart
In single scene.
Although I'm aware
here and there
Are traces of the cad the boy.
Lord knows I'm not a girl,
I shouldn't care.
no I'm not a
In the of her first affair.
it ever cloy
This odd diversity of and joy
I'm feeling quite
And again
And all
I'm mad the boy.
It seems a silly
For a girl of my age and
To walk down in a haze of light.
It to take her a good deal more
To take a bad down.
I been exempt for my particular kind of fate
As me such contempt for every phase of love
And now I've been and spent my love crown
To weep a painted clown.
Mad the boy,
pretty funny
But I'm mad the boy.
He has a gay that makes me feel
maybe something sad about the boy.
Walking the street
His eyes look out at me from people I meet.
I believe it's true,
But I'm blue, in some strange way
I'm about the boy.
I'm sentimental,
Love so sublime.
I have to pay my rental And I can't to waste much time.
If I could employ a little
That would destroy
This dream pains me and it shames me
But I can't I'm mad about the boy.