Can Mary fry some fish, Mama I'm as hungry as can be Oh lordy, how I wish, Mama You could 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 Jackie White, Mama I killed them both now they're buried Under Jenkins 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 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 you 'bout last night Well, I woke up in Johnny's room, Mama Sitting right there in 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 Well, don't tell me that she's dead, Mama Cause I just saw her in the park We was sitting on a bench, Mama Talking about the games we used to play Seems I was holding a wrench, Mama 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, why don't you get up?