I'll Be Dysfunctional
for You, Baby
aka The Dysfunctional Song
Copyright
1996, 2004 Mary Bertke
When your lady up and left you C
of her charms and gifts bereft you F
swore you’d never love again. C G
But in this room where passion lurks, C
believe me, you’ll see fireworks. F
I’ll be dysfunctional for you. C G C
Refrain:
I’ll be dysfunctional for you, baby, C F
I’ll be dysfunctional for you, C F
You don’t have to go out searchin’ C
for that psychopath who’s lurkin’, F
I’ll be dysfunctional for you. C G C
Each night when you lie down to rest,
I’ll come to you in my best,
and you’ll see me dressed to kill.
Do those knife scars on your arms
remind you of my gentle charms?
I’ll be dysfunctional for you.
When that fever’s got you yearnin’
and you feel your flesh is burnin’,
but you don’t know where to start,
with some fluid and a lighter
I will set your heart on fire.
I’ll be dysfunctional for you.
When I'm talking, stop to listen,
else I'm sure to be real pissed 'n'
tell my daddy what to do.
My desire is a bitter fate -
Your head served on a dinner plate.
I'll be dysfunctional for you.
Even as you spout state secrets,
sitting there, free of all regrets,
Both your heads engaged at once
If you come and make a mess -
don't worry, I'll still keep the dress.
I'll be dysfunctional for you.
I’ll be dysfunctional for you, baby,
I’ll be dysfunctional for you,
You don’t have to go out searchin’
for that psychopath who’s lurkin’,
I’ll be dysfunctional for you, baby.