Letra Mad about the boy Status Quo

Mad about the boy

( rossi / young )

She never has to worry
And she never has to try
Shes never in a hurry
And I know the reason why
Shes got her daddies
And her fingers in some pies
She makes a double of a trouble with her lies

She says, oh Im mad about the boy
She says, oh Im mad about the boy
She says, oh Im mad about the boy

Shes always late to meet me
And she always has to go
To make another entry
At another coolie show
She is a dirty little lady
But I know
She only has to say the chorus and I go

She says, oh Im mad about the boy
She says, oh-oh-oh Im mad about the boy
She says, oh Im mad about the boy

Dont tell me your troubles
Ive got troubles that would make you scream and shout
Dont tell me your troubles
Ive got troubles I will tell you all about

No I dont take a drink
No I wont take a drink
But I sure take some ups and some downs
She makes me so weary
She picks me up to put me down

Dont tell me your troubles
Ive got troubles that would make you scream and shout
Dont tell me your troubles
Ive got troubles I will tell you all about

No I dont take a drink
No I wont take a drink
But I sure take some ups and some downs
You makes me so weary
You pick it up and put me down

You never have to worry
And you never have to try
Youre never in a hurry
And I know the reason why
You got your daddies
And your fingers in some pies
You makes a double of a trouble with your lies

You say, oh Im mad about the boy
You say, oh-oh-oh Im mad about the boy
You say, oh Im mad about the boy