Luyện nghe bài hát Mad About The Boy

I met him at a party just a of years ago,
He was over-hearty and ridiculous
But as I'd seen him on the screen he cast a spell.
I'd in his attraction
For a of hours or so.
His manners a fraction too meticulous,
If he was real or not, I tell,
But like a silly fool I
Mad the boy,
I know stupid
To be mad the boy.
I'm so of it
But admit
The sleepless
I've had the boy.
On the silver
He melts my heart
In single scene.
I'm quite aware
That here and
Are of the cad about the boy.
Lord knows I'm not a girl,
I really care.
no I'm not a
In the flurry of her affair.
Will it cloy
This odd of misery and joy
I'm quite insane
And again
And all
I'm mad the boy.
It seems a little
For a of my age and weight
To walk Piccadilly in a haze of light.
It ought to take her a good more
To a bad girl down.
I should've been exempt for my particular of fate
As taught me such contempt for every phase of
And now I've been and spent my love torn
To about a painted clown.
Mad the boy,
It's funny
But I'm mad the boy.
He has a gay appeal that me feel
There's maybe something sad the boy.
down the street
His eyes out at me from people that I meet.
I can't believe true,
But when I'm blue, in strange way
I'm glad the boy.
I'm sentimental,
Love so sublime.
I have to pay my And I can't afford to waste much time.
If I could a little magic
That would finally
This that pains me and it shames me
But I can't because I'm mad the boy.