Late night, in the P.M.
I had, an urgent B.M.

Dashing to the bathroom door
Someone had arrived before

And I can't get her out of the head
No I can't get her out of the head
May be going outside instead
Cause I can't get her out of the head, oh no

I try, to behoove her
Wish I, could remove her

Trying to control my grief
Crying out for some relief

And I can't get her out of the head
No I can't get her out of the head
May run out to the gard'ning shed
Cause I can't get her out of the head, oh no

My sobs, she ain't heeding
Field and Stream, Italian Vogue, and Cosmopolitan
Think she's reading them

Wonder how much more she's got
I'll die before she's off the pot

And I can't get her out of the head
No I can't get her out of the head
Wish I'd made the first move instead
Cause I can't get her out of the head, oh no

Well I can't get her out of the head
No I can't get her out of the head
I may need some Depends instead
Cause I can't get her out of the head, oh no, no, no