I`m Going Bananas — текст песни (Madonna)

Hola! Ese bato loco!

I`m going bananas,
And I feel like my poor little mind is being devoured by piranhas,
For I`m going bananas.

I`m non compos mentes,
And I feel like a tooth being drilled, a nerve being killed by a dentist,
For I`m non compos mentes.

Who knows?
Could be the tropic heat
Or something that I eat,
That makes me gonzo.
I do carry on so, for I`m going bananas,
Someone book me a room in the hot haciendo with all my mananas
For I`m going bananas.

I`m going meshuga
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.
Won`t you make sure this straightjacket`s tight,
Otherwise I might get myself free.
Yes, there`s bats in my belfry.

Who knows?
Could be the wine I drink
Or it`s the way I think,
That makes me gonzo.
Oh, Doctor Alonzo says I`m going bananas,
Someone get me a bed in the Casa de Loco for all my mananas,
For I`m going bananas.
Yes, I`m going bananas.
Si, I`m going bananas.