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
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 Oh mama, why don't you get up
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 Oh mama why don't you get up
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