I'm going bananas

Hanky panky Spä¯ Cry baby

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.
Hanky panky Spä¯ Cry baby