I`m Going Bananas

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.