From “Words and Music”, 1932
Words and music by Noel Coward
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
I met him at a party just a couple of years ago
He was rather over-hearty, and ridiculous
But as I’d seen him on the Screen
He cast a certain spell
I basked in his attraction for a couple of hours or so
His manners were a fraction too meticulous
If he was real or not I couldn’t tell
But like a silly fool, I fell
REFRAIN
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 Silver Screen
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 schoolgirl
In the flurry 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
It seems a little silly
For a girl of my age and weight
To walk down Piccadilly in a haze of love
It ought to take a good deal more
To get a bad girl down
I should have been exempt, for
My particular kind of Fate
Has taught me such contempt for
Every phase of love
And now I’ve been and spent my last half-crown
To weep about a painted clown
REFRAIN
Mad about the boy, it’s pretty funny
But I’m mad about the boy
He has a gay appeal that makes me feel
There’s maybe something sad about the boy
Walking down the street
His eyes look out at me from people that I meet
I can’t believe it’s true, but when I’m blue
In some strange way, I’m glad about the boy
I’m hardly sentimental, love isn’t sublime
I have to pay my rental
And I can’t afford to waste much time
If I could employ
A little magic that would finally destroy
This dream that pains me and enchains me
But I can’t, because I’m mad about the boy