Текст песни 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, mamaElvis Costello - Psycho - http://ru.motolyrics.com/elvis-costello/psycho-lyrics.html
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?