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I couldn't wait for my blind date, I did not sleep that night Could I catch the perfect match, would she be Mrs Right!? A quiet lass so middle class, dignified, meek & mild? I faced the wrath of a Psychopath & a woman that went wild Before too long it all went wrong, she wern't the one for me But I was trapped when I got slapped by a raving loony She got mean, she caused a scene, I said You're not my type But I gave in, how could I win? As she threw another swipe... ferocoiusly (Chorus:) My wife's a psychopath. Throws a fit then she hides in the bathroom My wife's a psychopath. Aooeee My wife's a psychopath. Always on the warpath After me, mentally deranged! I'm black & blue, I said We're through I'm cuts n'scrapes n'scars She clenched her fist, I ducked, she missed, so I kicked her up the arse! She yelled & squealed as I revealed I had learnt some self defence I smashed her face in, just incase, coz I hate violence... it's not for me My wife's an psychopath... (guitar bit) Psycho... Psycho... she's a bleedin' Psycho... (Fade) Return to Toy Dolls lyrics |