Watch the girl she's very sad
She's on the verge of going mad
She's out to play but isn't fun
And always firing her gun
She walks the line without a net
Is scared as hell to fall you bet
She's full of love but loves to hate
And leaves the shocked bent outta shape
She's a mad mad girl
Oh! She's a mad mad girl
A mad mad girl
Candles, tea and cigarettes
She's happy with her little pets
The beaujolais will make her cry
I wonder why, I wonder why
She stands before us all in white
Upon a stage under the lights
Her s** devouring the crowd
Has left the brave to shout aloud
Like humpty dumpty on the wall
She's headed for a nasty fall
Oh my oh my I hope pray tell
She hits the ground and breaks her shell
She's a mad mad girl
A mad mad girl