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