OMG She's got OCD Lyrics

Omg She's got Ocd

She sits on the window sill

Looks at the sky and wonders will

It ever stop. Will it Ever stop raining

She looks at the room she's sitting in

Proud that it gleams like a shiny new pin

From non stop. Can't stop Relentless cleaning

Omg she's got Ocd-Omg she's got Ocd

P-i-t-y poor m-e P-i-t-y poor m-e

Omg she's got Ocd-Omg she's got Ocd

P-i-t-y poor m-e P-i-t-y poor m-e

He comes home there's a sign on the door

Wipe your feet I've just polished the floor

Take your shoes off don't you dare drag the rain in

He slides on a shine like a silvered mirror

Glides in the style of a downhill racer

Out of control can't stop Cant stop Arms a flailing

Omg she's got Ocd-Omg she's got Ocd

P-i-t-y poor m-e P-i-t-y poor m-e

Omg she's got Ocd-Omg she's got Ocd

P-i-t-y poor m-e P-i-t-y poor m-e

H-e-l-p

Omg she's got Ocd-Omg she's got Ocd

P-i-t-y poor m-e P-i-t-y poor m-e

She sprays and cleans and sanitises

Plates and spoons and forks and knives

Aligned by size precisely interleaving

She insists he synchronises

Socks and shoes and shirts and ties

Wins him best boy prize for neat arranging (he's such a good boy)

Omg she's got Ocd-Omg she's got Ocd

P-i-t-y poor m-e P-i-t-y poor m-e

Omg she's got Ocd-Omg she's got Ocd

P-i-t-y poor m-e P-i-t-y poor m-e

H-e-l-p

Omg she's got Ocd-Omg she's got Ocd

P-i-t-y poor m-e P-i-t-y poor m-e

Omg she's got Ocd-Omg she's got Ocd

P-i-t-y poor m-e P-i-t-y poor m-e

H-e-l-p H-e-l-p H-e-l-p me