Psycho -

Can Mary fry some fish, mama?

I’m as hungry as can be

Oh lordy how I wish, mama

That you keep the baby quiet, cause my head is killing me

I saw my ex again last night, mama

She was at the Dancin' Miller Store

She was with that Jacky White, mama

I killed them both, and now they’re buried under Jenkins' sycamore

You think I’m psycho don’t you, mama

Oh mama pour me a cup

You think I’m psycho don’t you, mama

You better let 'em lock me up

And don’t hand me Johnny’s pup, mama

I might squeeze him too tight

I’m having crazy dreams again, mama

So let me tell you about last night

I woke up in Johnny’s room, mama

Standing right there by his bed

With my hands around his throat, mama

Wishing both of us were dead

You think I’m psycho don’t you, mama

Oh I just killed Johnny’s pup

You think I’m psycho don’t you, mama

You better let 'em lock me up

You know that little girl next door, mama

I believe her name was Betty Clark

Oh don’t tell me that she’s dead, mama

'Cause I just saw her in the park

Oh we were sitting on a bench, mama

Looking for a game to play

Seems I was holding a wrench, mama

And then my mind just walked away

You think I’m psycho don’t you, mama

I didn’t mean to break your cup

You think I’m psycho don’t you, mama

Oh mama, why don’t you get up

Why don’t you get up

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