作曲：John Lawler Well just slow down come on Lupe Brown Tell Desdemona that I'm ready to leave Well she's nothing much to look at and she's hard to believe Don't go down throw your arms around Every little psycho that you happen to see Well you meant everything to them But you meant nothing to me Well you're girlfriend made me itch And though I'll keep you in mind I would be happy to switch I don't know where you got that voice I would sell you to London if you gave me the choice Check those old clothes and those red bows Though you're a scrawny pup I Would be happy just to cheer you up oh yes Well just slow down come on Lupe Brown Tell Desdemona that I'm ready to leave Well she's nothing much to look at and she's hard to believe Don't go down throw your arms around Every little psycho that you happen to see Well you meant everything to them But you meant nothing to me You got nothing I wish to steal Cause I got nothing to give you on account of Lucille She don't walk like a cripple should Well she's Columbia's finest oh she's better than good Wednesday's DJ's came in side ways Yelling for the mother of the sister And the brother of Orla the tease Well just slow down come on Lupe Brown Tell Desdemona that I'm ready to leave Well she's nothing much to look at and she's hard to believe Don't go down throw your arms around Every little psycho that you happen to see Well you meant everything to them But you meant nothing to me