When the outside temperature rises,
And the meaning is, oh, so clear,
One thousand and one yellow daffodils
Begin to dance in front of you. Oh, dear.

Are they trying to tell you something?
You're missing that one final screw.
You're simply not in the pink, my dear.
To be honest, you haven't got a clue.

I'm going slightly mad.
I'm going slightly mad.
It finally happened, happened.
It finally happened. Oh, oh.
It finally happened.
I'm slightly mad.

Oh, dear!

I'm one card short of a full deck.
I'm not quite the shilling.
One wave short of a shipwreck.
I'm not my usual top-billing.

I'm coming down with a fever.
I'm really out to sea.
This kettle is boiling over.
I think I'm a banana tree.

Oh, dear.

I'm going slightly mad.
I'm going slightly mad.
It finally happened, happened.
Finally happened. Uh, huh.
It finally happened.
I'm slightly mad.

Oh, dear!

I'm knitting with only one needle.
Unraveling fast. It's true.
I'm driving only three wheels these days,
But, my dear, how about you?

I'm going slightly mad.
I'm going slightly mad.
It finally happened.
It finally happened.
Oh, yes.
It finally happened.
I'm slightly mad!
Just very slightly mad!
And there you have it!