I feel crazy, yes I do, oh yeah
And all the doctors in the world
can't change this feeling
now that I can't explain it
I think you're the one to blame
Strange voices they whisper,
But it don't mean a thing
All right now, yeah, girl
What you are, a 24 -hour thing,
a fiction, a beauty turned into fact.
to a common thing called love,
but it's like nothing that
I can't eat, can't sleep,
I'm sure it's just a terminal injury,
but it don't mean a thing,
And all the doctors and the world
can't chase this feeling.
So I, I feel it now, I can't explain it.
I think you're the one to blame.
It don't mean a thing, yeah.
A fiction of beauty turned into fact.
A fiction of beauty turned into fact.
A fiction of beauty turned
A fiction, a beauty time, that's a fact
A fiction, a beauty time,
A fiction, a beauty time,
A fiction, a beauty time, that's a fact
A fiction, a beauty time, that's