Karaoké Psycho Jack Kittel

Can Mary fry some fish

Mama

I'm as hungry as can be

Oh lordy, how I wish

Mama

That you could keep the baby quiet 'cos 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 Jenkin's sycamore

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

Mama, pour me a cup

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

You'd better let 'em lock me up

Don't hand me Johnny's pup

Mama 'cos 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 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

You know that little girl next door

Mama

I believe her name was Betty Clark

Oh, don't tell me that she's dead

Mama 'cos 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

Oh, Mama why don't you get up