Watch the girls 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

 Chorus:

 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 the stage under the lights
 Her sex 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