(One, two, three!)
I got no looks
Never know what cooks
My brain don't work
Ask for your number, but you treat me like a jerk
I'm no sicko, there's a plate in my head, whoa
Ain't no sicko, there's a plate in my head, whoa
Ain't no sicko, there's a plate in my head
Rather be half crazy than all-the-way dead
My brain don't work
So I do the jerk
You wreck my world
Everybody knows I never been with a girl
But I'm no sicko, there's a plate in my head, whoa
Ain't no sicko, there's a plate in my head, whoa
Ain't no sicko, there's a plate in my head
I'd rather be half crazy than all-the-way dead
I got good looks
But I know what cooks
My brain don't work
Ask for your number, but you treat me like a (jerk!) jerk
Oh, I'm no sicko, there's a plate in my head, whoa
Ain't no sicko, there's a plate in my head, whoa
Ain't no sicko, there's a plate in my head
I'd rather be half crazy than all-the-way dead
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