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mad - len cariou, diane pennington, cheryl howard & alyson reed lyrics

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[harry]
i’m mad at this asylum that they call human life
i’d like to storm the halls of power armed with a knife
i’m mad at anybody who is smiling and glad
i’m mad at me and mad at you and mad that i’m mad

[shirley, bebe & elaine]
he’s mad about her
he’s mad about her

[harry]
i’m mad at every mountain and i’ve had it with snow
i’m up to here with picture books of marilyn monroe
i’m mad i’m in a data bank, a digital dot
i’d like to see computer makers tortured and shot

[shirley, bebe & elaine]
he’s mad about her
he’s mad about her

[harry]
i’m mad at norway, why, i don’t know
i’ve never been there and i won’t go
i’m mad at money which i ain’t got
i’m mad at frenchmen, but who is not?
[shirley, bebe & elaine]
he’s got it bad for her
he’s really mad for her

[harry]
by now the german languagе makes my temperaturе soar
i’m only ever happy when i’m slamming a door
i’m mad, exasperated and i’m climbing a wall
but most of all i’m mad it doesn’t matter at all
that i’m mad, mad, mad!

[shirley, bebe & elaine]
boy, is he mad, mad, mad
about her

[harry]
i’m mad at being told i have to wait for the beep
i’m furious that meyer lansky died in his sleep
i’m mad the j*panese have made whatever i own
i wish to h*ll the romanovs were back on the throne

[shirley, bebe & elaine]
he’s mad about her
he’s mad about her

[harry]
i’m mad at being told i have to stay home unless
i am a paid*up member of american express
i’ve had it up to here with turning on the tv
and finding hemorrhoidal tissue staring at me
[shirley, bebe & elaine]
he’s mad about her
he’s mad about her

[harry]
i’m mad at places i can’t pr*nounce
i’m sick of bosoms that never bounce
i’m mad at waiting for every plane
fly alitalia, ha, you go by train

[shirley, bebe & elaine]
he’s got the hots for her
he’s tied in knots for her

[harry]
i hate the ira, the kgb and mx
i’m sick to death of books that take the joy out of s*x
whoever made atari should be hung by his thumbs
i’m mad i have to eat so many rolaids and tums
from being mad, mad, mad!

[shirley, bebe & elaine]
boy, is he mad, mad, mad
about her

[harry, spoken]
what?
[shirley, bebe & elaine, spoken]
nothing

- len cariou diane pennington cheryl howard alyson reed lyrics

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