Psycho

Can Mary fry some fish, mama? I'm as hungry as can be Oh lord, how I wish, mama You could stop the baby crying '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 Jackie White, mama I killed them both and they're buried Under Jacob'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 Oh, don't hand me Johnny's pup, mama 'Cause I might squeeze him too tight I'm havin' crazy dreams again, mama So let me tell you 'bout last night 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? I just killed Johnny's pup You think I'm psycho, don't you, mama? You'd better let 'em lock me up Oh, 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 And 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, why don't you get up?