Camille West - It's Hell To Be Psychic lyrics

I refused to get the phone today Even after 27 rings It would have been a bad connection I can tell these things I have gift with my predictions They come naturally And I can tell what you are thinking But listen to me: It?s hell to be psychic Hell to have ESP To know the news before 11 To see the future presently I?ve ruined every surprise party My family tries to throw And when a friend comes to visit I never say who is it I already know And I could never read a whodunit Knowing the one who done the crime The lottery? I?ve won it Lost its thrill the fourteenth time It?s hell to be psychic Hell to have ESP You think that you might like it But you should see what I can see It?s hell to be psychic Hell to have ESP I get desperate calls from Wall Street brokers Constantly You want to know if you?ll be married By the following June Want me to read your cup of tea leaves Then psychically bend a spoon