Luyện nghe bài hát Mad About The Boy

I met him at a party a couple of years ago,
He was rather and ridiculous
But as I'd seen him on the he cast a certain spell.
I'd basked in his
For a of hours or so.
His manners a fraction too meticulous,
If he was or not, I couldn't tell,
But a silly fool I fell
Mad the boy,
I it's stupid
To be mad the boy.
I'm so of it
But must
The sleepless
had about the boy.
On the screen
He my foolish heart
In every scene.
Although I'm quite
That and there
Are traces of the cad the boy.
knows I'm not a fool girl,
I shouldn't care.
no I'm not a
In the flurry of her affair.
it ever cloy
This odd of misery and joy
I'm feeling insane
And young
And all
I'm mad the boy.
It seems a little
For a girl of my age and
To walk down Piccadilly in a of light.
It ought to take her a good deal
To a bad girl down.
I should've been exempt for my particular kind of
As me such contempt for every phase of love
And now I've been and my love torn crown
To weep about a clown.
Mad the boy,
It's funny
But I'm mad the boy.
He has a gay appeal makes me feel
There's maybe something sad the boy.
Walking the street
His eyes look out at me from that I meet.
I can't believe true,
But when I'm blue, in some way
I'm about the boy.
I'm sentimental,
Love so sublime.
I to pay my rental And I can't afford to waste much time.
If I could employ a little
That finally destroy
This dream that me and it shames me
But I can't because I'm mad the boy.