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Mad mad Judy, mad mad girl
Mad mad Judy, mad at all the world
She told her friends she cried a lot
Ended up in tears
Mad mad Judy, energy?

Well does she, well does she know
Ain't nothing left in all the world except insanity

Mad mad Judy, mad mad girl
Mad mad Judy, mad at all the world
She told her friends she was paranoid
Ended up in fear
Mad mad Judy, energy?

Well does she, well does she know
Ain't nothing left in all the world except obscurity

[Solo]

She wanted something she never got
But don't know what it is
Mad mad Judy, anarchy?

Well does she, well does she know
Ain't nothing left in all the world except diversity

Know what I mean
Yeh
Know what I mean
mmmm
Yeh
I know what you mean
?
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I told him straight
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You understand now
I understand
I've got all the answers