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 hacienda with all my mañanas 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 straight jacket'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 mañanas For I'm going bananas Yes, I'm going bananas Si, I'm going bananas Ay! Ay! Ay! Ay! Ay!