Carl Hiaasen - Basket Case lyrics

My baby is a basket case: A bipolar mama in leather and lace; Face like an angel, she's a perfect waste My baby is a basket case Dracula's daughter, Calamity Jane Smoke on the water, water on the brain: She's pretty as a picture and totally crazed; My baby is a basket case She's gonna make a madman outta me She's gonna make a madman outta me! She's manic-depressive and schizoid, too The friskiest psycho that I ever knew; We're paranoid lovers lost in space My baby is a basket case My baby's gonna celebrate: I'm being dragged through the nuthouse gates Got my straitjacket on and I'm taking her place: My baby is a basket case She finally made a madman outta me She finally made a madman outta me My baby made a madman outta me She finally made a madman outta me