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Madonna I'm Going Bananas Lyrics

Last updated: 05/02/2012 11:00:00 AM

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.

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Additional original lyrics | Reviewer: Roger Baker | 5/2/12

I was the recording engineer for the original demo of this song in Boston. In place of "hot hacienda" was "ha ha hotel for all my mananas." The third verse ended with "and as much as I wish it were do to tequila or bad marijuana, I am going bananas."
I've lost the author name if anyone has it (originally from Boston)