Pam's Moods lyrics

When me and Pam Are hand in hand We make a lovely pair But when we fight Her awful spite Is more than I can bear she gives me the business, I loose all self control the curseof fifty wintches making wormwood of my soul a life of borken china and sneering yellow hate Ooh, derision and contusion and things that nausiate ruptures of the psychie, Vexation in the head posion in my coffee and needles in my bed mischeif in the midrift, tensions of the spine oooh, underhand aspersions that really are unkind pams mods (yeah, come on now) pams moods pams moods pams moods An abject little toady her skolding makes of me ooooh, why is she so bitter every time we dissagree? pams moods pams moods pams moods pams moods pams moods pams moods pams moods pams moods