Sittin' And Thinkin'

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 meI 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 sycamoreYou 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 upOh, 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 nightI 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 deadYou 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 upOh, 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 parkWe 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 awayYou 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?