Mad About The Boy

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'd 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 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.