Mark Lenover - Mean Old Missus Schmidt Lyrics
She showed up at her psychiatristShe blew her nose, and he looked delightedThe tumours spilled out into her handkerchiefThe good doctor lit his pipe and grinned'Cause everybody knows her paranoiaWas solely cause by a trans-dimensional shiftShe files her teeth down for all of her boy-friendsAnd everybody calls her Mean Old Missus SchmidtShe can't stand romantic melodiesShe don't get, where she fits inShe just bolts and shudders miserablyMister, mister! Try again