[Interviewer]
How do you want people to love you?

[Nancy]
By spanking me, that's the only thing I want so much
Spanking me, that's the only thing I want so much
That's the only thing I want so much

[Interviewer]
How do you want people to love you?

[Nancy]
By spanking me, that's the only thing I want so much
That's the only thing I want so much

[Interviewer]
Why is that better than being hugged?

[Nancy]
Why is that better than being hugged?
Because you get closer to the person
Closer to the person
Why is that better than being hugged?
Because you get closer to the person
Closer to the person
Just like a person having sex feels cared for
They wanna be loved, so they have sex together
And they feel loved about that
Well, this is the way it makes me feel, loved
I want it and I dream about it and I think about it and want it
Just like a girl wants sex with a boy, you know?
That's the way I'll always be, probably
[Mike]
I lost all my real friends because of being in this system

[Maureen]
See?
They're stupid, really stupid, those people over there
They're stupid
These people are so low mentality, honest to God, really
You know what I mean? And they got the nerve to bug me
You know what I mean? And they got the nerve to bug me
Mentality, honest to God, really
You know what I mean? And they got the nerve to bug me
Honest to God, really
You know what I mean? And they got the nerve to bug me
Bug me, bug me
And they got the nerve to bug me
Everything seems so hateful, I mean, the people seem so hateful
And I, I don't know if that's my imagination, but, you know

[Janet and Maureen]
Hey, foxy mop-handle mama, that's me
And I don't know if that's my imagination, but, you know
Hey, foxy mop-handle mama, that's me
Hey, foxy mop-handle mama, that's me
Hey, foxy mop-handle mama, that's me
Hey, foxy mop-handle mama, that's me
Know if that's my imagination, but, you know
Hey, foxy mop-handle mama, that's me
[Janet and Narrator]
She prides herself on her cleaning talents
She prides herself on her cleaning talents
Hey, foxy mop-handle mama, that's me
She prides herself on her cleaning talents
She prides herself on her cleaning talents
This mop is tearing off a little, it's loose
Well, so far, the mop ain't streaking, oh, there's streaking
See what I mean about this dumb mop? It streaks
Come on, mop, quit streaking, mop, mop
I don't mind mopping floors, but when my mop streaks, I don't like it
It ain't me, it's the mop
I told my boss to get some new mops
We get rag mops
Not stupid old, dumb old sponge mop
Dumb mop, there, the floor looks beautiful
Dumb mop, there, the floor looks beautiful
Dumb mop
Dumb old sponge mop
Dumb old sponge mop
Dumb old sponge mop
Dumb old sponge mop
Dumb old sponge mop
You're right, this mop's stupid
Dumb old sponge mop
Dumb mop, there, the floor looks beautiful
That's why they call me mop-handle mama
There, the floor looks beautiful
That's why they call me mop-handle mama
That's why they call me mop-handle mama
That's why they call me mop-handle mama
[Narrator]
And two weeks before she can see her psychiatrist
So Wednesday at 9?
Although she disturbed no one today, the manager told her to leave again
Don't you ever do it again or I'll sue you

[Mike]
I don't want to tell the whole world that I'm mentally ill
Or that I'm crazy
I wanna go out in the world and I want to show them that I can go out in the world and not act crazy
And I can still fantasize, but keep it to myself, keep it to myself, keep it to myself

[Nancy, Mike & Narrator]
I think I deserve to be loved, don't you? Very much so
I think I deserve to be loved
Keep it to myself, keep it to myself
I think I deserve to be loved, don't you?
To be loved, don't you?
But keep it to myself, keep it to myself, keep it to myself
I think I deserve to be loved, don't you?
And I can still fantasize, but keep it to myself, keep it to myself, keep it to myself
I think I deserve to be loved, don't you? Very much so
Do you ever think that you actually would kill yourself?
Well, I have thought of it real, uh, real deep
Yes, I believe I would
I have thought of it real, uh, real deep
Yes, I believe I would
And I can still fantasize, but keep it to myself, keep it to myself, keep it to myself
I can go out in the world and not act crazy
And I can still fantasize, but keep it to myself, keep it to myself, keep it to myself
I think I deserve to be loved, don't you?
Not act crazy
And I can still fantasize, but keep it to myself, keep it to myself, keep it to myself
I think I deserve to be loved, don't you? Very much so
Do you ever think that you actually would kill yourself?
Well, I have thought of it real, uh, real deep
Yes, I believe I would