EUROPEAN PSYCHO

Well she met him at a dance
In the south of France
Had a big romance
It was love and kisses and flowers
Makin' hot love under the Eiffel Tower
But then one day in a small cafe
He acted strange got in a rage
And threw his drink right in her face
Oh, oh, oh oh...

What is he
What is he
What is he
He's a European psycho
He's a European psycho
He's a European psycho
He's a European psycho
She took the next plane back to the states
But he followed her
Broke into her place
She unwinds and she's takin' a shower
Then the glass breaks
And then she sees his face
He said "Let's go it's gettin' late
We got a date don't hesitate"
And waved his big gun in her face
Oh, oh, oh oh...

He's a European psycho
He's a European psycho
He's a European psycho
He's a European psycho
He took her to the amusement park
Crowds of people there
Laughin' in the dark
The house of mirrors became a house of fears
When he pulled his gun
People start to run
He's shootin' people shootin' glass
The police come and they've got guns
And the night had just begun
Oh, oh, oh oh...

He's a European psycho
He's a European psycho
He's a European psycho
He's a European psycho
Now he's climbing the ferris wheel
Like a spider on a web of steel
At the top he does a little dance
And falls right off but he's caught by his pants
And now the wheel it starts to turn
He's like a hand on a nightmare clock
But something's wrong
The wheel won't stop
Oh, oh, oh oh...

He's a European psycho
He's a European psycho
He's a European psycho
He's a European psycho
Around and round and round he goes
And where he stops Nobody knows
Around and round and round he goes
And where he stops Nobody knows
Around and round and round he goes
And where he stops Nobody knows
Around and round and round he goes
And where he stops Nobody knows