| If I’d known then what I know now
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| I’d do it all again 'cause I’m crazy and how
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| About my mixed-up, messed-up pretty little Psycho Girl
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| I should’ve given her a swift body swerve
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| I didn’t so I got what I deserve
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| A freaked-out, spaced-out crazy little Psycho Girl
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| Psycho Girl — look what you’re doing
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| How come you have to be this way?
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| Psycho Girl — you’ll be my ruin
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| With the softy things you do — the silly things you say
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| Oh oh Psycho Girl
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| She’s my cross to bear, my ball and chain
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| A monkey on my back, she gets into my brain
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| But I love my washed out, freaked out Psycho Girl
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| Yeah, if I’d known then what I know now
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| I wouldn’t change a thing, no way no how
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| 'Cause I love my blown out, zonked out Psycho Girl
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| So what if she’s mixed up, messed up, freaked out
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| Washed up, fucked up, spaced out
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| I’m no doubt — I’m crazy about my Psycho Girl
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| Psycho — Psycho Girl |