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[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