Cant Work You Out

Well I've seen 'em all little mamma
From the broken hearted to the mad
And no stethoscope of meter's
Gonna put it right in my head

No I can't work you out
And it's making me a little sad

Well you terrorise everybody
With the blunt end of a knife
Who you gonna kill little mamma
Have you got somebody in mind

No I can't work you out
And I'm not even gonna try

Now I've seen it all little mamma
And my best and only advice
Is keep out of reach of children
Till I tell you otherwise

No I can't work you out
And I'm not even gonna try