Words & Music:

Annie Ross & Wardell Grey


           G                        C7

My analyst told me that I was right out of my head.

              G                        G7

The way he described it he said I'd be better dead than live.

C7                              G                   Am         D7

I didn't listen to his jive.  I knew all along that he was all wrong.

      G7                         E7             Am        D7

And I knew that he thought I was crazy, but I'm not, oh, no!


My analyst told me that I was right out of my head.

He said I need treatment but I'm not that easily led.

He said I was the type that was most inclined

When out of his sight to be out of my mind.

And he thought I was nuts, no more ifs or ands or buts.


They say as I child I appeared a little bit wild.

With all my crazy ideas, but I knew what was happening, I knew I was a genius.

What's so strange when you know that you're a wizard at three?

I knew that this was meant to be.


Now, I heard little children were supposed to sleep tight.

That's why I got into the vodka one night.

My parents got frantic didn't know what to do.

But I saw some crazy scenes before I came to.

Now do you think I was crazy?

I may have been only three, but I was swinging.


They all laugh at angry young men, they all laughed at Edison,

And also at Einstein, so why should I feel sorry

If they just couldn't understand the idiomatic logic that went on in my head?

I had a brain, it was insane.

Oh, they used to laugh at me when I'd refuse to ride on all those double-decker buses

All because there was no driver on the top.


What, no driver on the top?

Man, the chick is twisted!  Crazy!  Moogie-shoogie!  Flip city!


My analyst told me that I was right out of my head.

But I said, “Dear doctor I think that it's you instead.

Because I've got a thing that's unique and new

To prove that I'll have the last laugh on you.

'Cause instead of one head I've got two and you know two heads are better than one!”


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