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