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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