Alfred Hitchcock

Hitchcock's to blame I can't find a wife

Each time i see birds i run for my life

I won't take a shower It's always a bath

Each girl that i meet thinks I'm having a laugh.

I've have seven locks on my bathroom door

I won't go to lonely motels anymore

The friends in my life just snigger and mock

It's all down to that fella Alfred Hitchcock.

The pitiful guy with his eyes pecked out

Has left a huge scar there is no doubt

With nightmares of crows on a climbing frame

Birds i can't trust them ever again.

The shower's a scene that i can't erase

When i tell any mates, there just amazed

Get over it chap or you'll stay alone

A prisoner in your very own home.

When I saw these two films if i'd only knew

What The Birds and Psycho would actually do

I fight tooth and nail around the clock

To rid the spell of Alfred Hitchcock