Psycho

Can Mary fry some fish, Mama?

I'm as hungry as can be

Oh lordy, how I wish, Mama

You could keep the baby quiet 'cause my head is killing me

I saw my ex again last night, Mama

She was at a dance at Miller's store

She was with that Jackie White, Mama

I killed them both, and they're buried under Jenkin's sycamore.

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

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

So let me tell you 'bout last night

I woke up in Johnny's room, Mama

Standing right 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

Well, I just killed Johnny's pup

You think I'm psycho don't you, Mama

You'd better let 'em lock me up

You recall that little girl, 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

We were sitting on a bench, Mama

Thinking up a game 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

Oh, Mama why don't you get up?