Psycho Lyrics - Elvis Costello

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 

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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 

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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?