P s Y c H o 



D                                           Bm
Can Mary fry some fish Momma, 'cause I'm as hungry as can be.
    D                                 G                              A               D
Oh, lordy how I wish Momma, you could keep that baby quiet 'cause my head is killing me.
D                                           Bm
I saw my ex again last night Momma, she was at the dance at Millers store.
        D                                          G
She was with that Jacky White Momma, I killed them both and they're buried
      A              D
under Jenkins in the morgue.

                               Bm                     D
You think I'm psycho don't you Momma, Momma pour me a cup.
                               Bm     A                          D
You think I'm psycho don't you Momma, you better let 'em lock me up.

E                                               C#m
Don't hand me Johnny's pup Momma, cause I might squeeze him too tight.
           E                                   B                   E          
I'm having crazy dreams again Momma, so let me tell you about last night.
       E                                   C#m
I woke up in Johnny's room Momma, standing right there by his bed.
        E                                      B               E
With my hands around his throat Momma, wishing both of us were dead.

                               C#m                           E
You think I'm psycho don't you Momma, I just killed Johnny's pup.
                               C#m    B                          E
You think I'm psycho don't you Momma, you better let 'em lock me up.

F                                                        Dm
You know that little girl next door Momma, I believe her name was Betty Clark.
            F                                 C                   F
Well, don't tell me she's dead Momma, cause I just saw her in the park.
        F                                  Dm
We were sitting on a bench Momma, thinking of a game to play.
            F                               C                 F
Seems I was holding a wrench Momma, then my mind just walked away.

                               Dm                                 F
You think I'm psycho don't you Momma, I didn't mean to break your cup.
                               Dm     C                          F
You think I'm psycho don't you Momma, Oh Momma why don't you get up.


Enjoy!