
Psycho Brooks Nielsen
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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
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
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