Eddie Noack - Psycho Lyrics
Can Mary fry some fish, MamaI'm as hungry as can beOh lordy, how I wish, MamaYou could keep the baby quiet 'cause my head is killingMeI've seen my ex last night, MamaAt a dance at Miller's storeShe was with that Jackie White, MamaI killed them both, and they're buriedUnder Jenkins sycamore.Don't you think I'm psycho, MamaYou can pour me a cupIf you think I'm psycho, MamaYou better let 'em lock me upDon't hand the george to me, MamaI might squeeze him too tightAnd I'm as nervous as can be, MamaSo let me tell you 'bout last nightI woke up in Johnny's room, MamaStanding right by the bedWith my hands near his throat, MamaWishing both of us were deadYou think I'm psycho don't you, MamaI just killed Johnny's pupYou think I'm psycho don't you, MamaYou'd better let 'em lock me upYou know the little girl next door, MamaI think her name is Betty ClarkOh, don't tell me that she's dead, MamaWhy I just seen It in the parkShe was sitting on a bench, MamaThinking of a game to playSeems I was holding a wrench, MamaThen my mind walked awayYou think I'm psycho don't you, MamaI didn't mean to break your cupYou think I'm psycho don't you, MamaMama, Mama why don't you get up?Say something Mama
