Psycho

Can Mary fry some fish, Mama
I’m as hungry as can be
Oh Lordy how I wish, Mama
You can keep that baby quiet
‘cause my head is killing’ me

I saw my ex again last night, Mama
She was at the dance at Miller’s store
She was with that Jack White
I killed ‘em both
Now they’re buried under Jenkin’s city morgue

You think I’m psycho, don’t you Mama
Mama pour me a cup
You think I’m psycho, don't you Mama
You better let em lock me up

Don’t hand me Johnny’s pup, Mama
I might squeeze him too tight
I’m having crazy dreams again, Mama
Let me tell about last night

Well 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
Wеll I just killed Johnny’s pup
You think I’m psycho, don’t you Mama
Go ahead and let ‘еm lock me up

You know that little girl next door, Mama
I believe her name was Betty Clark
Well don’t tel me that she’s dead
I just saw her in the park

We was sitting on a bench, Mama
Thinking ‘bout the games we used to play
Seems I was holding a wrench, Mama
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

Mama
Mama why won’t you wake up?