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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.
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