Madonna - I'm Going Bananas |
I'm Going Bananas
Madonna Hola! Ese bato loco! I'm going bananas, For I'm going bananas. And I feel like my poor little mind is being devoured by piranhas, And I feel like a tooth being drilled, a nerve being killed by a dentist, For I'm non compos mentes. I'm non compos mentes, Who knows? Or something that I eat, Could be the tropic heat That makes me gonzo. Someone book me a room in the hot haciendo with all my mananas I do carry on so, for I'm going bananas, I'm going meshuga For I'm going bananas. All day long there's a man in my brain incessently playing "Booga wooga", But I'm going meshuga. There's bats in my belfry. Otherwise I might get myself free. Won't you make sure this straightjacket's tight, Yes, there's bats in my belfry. Who knows? Could be the wine I drink Or it's the way I think, Oh, Doctor Alonzo says I'm going bananas, That makes me gonzo. Someone get me a bed in the "Casa de Loco" for all my mananas, For I'm going bananas. Si, I'm going bananasYes, I'm going bananas. |