It’s Hell To Be Psychic – Camille West – letras

I refused to get the phone todayeven after 27 ringsit would have been a bad connectionI can tell these thingsI have gift with my predictionsthey come naturallyand I can tell what you are thinkingbut listen to me:It?s hell to be psychichell to have ESPto know the news before 11to see the future presentlyI?ve ruined every surprise partymy family tries to throwand when a friend comes to visitI never say who is itI already knowand I could never read a whodunitknowing the one who done the crimeThe lottery? I?ve won itlost its thrill the fourteenth timeIt?s hell to be psychichell to have ESPYou think that you might like itbut you should see what I can seeIt?s hell to be psychichell to have ESPI get desperate calls from Wall Street brokersconstantlyYou want to know if you?ll be marriedby the following Junewant me to read your cup of tea leavesthen psychically bend a spoon