Oh, she's sweet but a psy-cho
A little bit psy-cho
At night she screamin'
"I'm my-my, outta my mind"
Oh, she's hot but a psy-cho
So left but she's right though
At night she's screamin'
"I'm my-my, outta my mind"
She make you curse, but she's your blessing
She'll rip your shirt within a second
You'll be coming back, back for seconds
With your plate, you just can't help it
No, no, you'll play alo-o-ong
Let her lead you o-o-on
You'll be saying, "No, no", then saying, "Yes, yes, yes"
'Cause she's messin' with your head
Oh, she's sweet but a psy-cho
A little bit psy-cho
At night she's screamin'
"I'm my-my, outta my mind"
Oh, she's hot but a psy-cho
So left but she's right though
At night she's screamin'
"I'm my-my, outta my mind"
Grab a cop gun, kinda crazy
She's poison but tasty
Yeah, people say,
"Run, don't walk away"
Cuz she's sweet but a psy-cho
A little bit psy-cho
At night she screamin'
"I'm my-my, outta my mind"
See, someone said, "Don't drink her potions"
She'll kiss your neck with no emotions
When she's mean, you know you love it
'Cause she tastes so sweet, don't sugar coat it
No, no, you'll play alo-o-ong
Let her lead you o-o-on
You'll be saying, "No, no", then saying, "Yes, yes, yes"
'Cause she's messin' with your head
Oh, she's sweet but a psy-cho
A little bit psy-cho
At night she's screamin'
"I'm my-my, outta my mind"
Oh, she's hot but a psy-cho
So left but she's right though
At night she's screamin'
"I'm my-my, outta my mind"
Grab a cop gun, kinda crazy
She's poison but tasty
Yeah, people say,
"Run, don't walk away"
Cuz she's sweet but a psy-cho
A little bit psy-cho
At night she screamin'
"I'm my-my, outta my mind"
You're just like me-e, you're out your mi-ind
I know it's strange, we're both the crazy kind
You're tellin' me-e that I'm insane
Boy, don't pretend that you don't love the pain
Oh, she's sweet but a psy-cho
A little bit psy-cho
At night she's screamin'
"I'm my-my, outta my mind"
Oh, she's hot but a psy-cho
So left but she's right though
At night she's screamin'
"I'm my-my, outta my mind"
Grab a cop gun, kinda crazy
She's poison but ta-asty
Yeah, people say,
"Run, don't walk away"
Cuz she's sweet but a psy-cho
A little bit psy-cho
At night she screamin'
"I'm my-my, outta my mind"