Looking like a train wreck. Sipping on her long neck. This ain't no model-actress. She's attitude and accent (alright). Angel flying solo. Must have gone and sold your halo. She's accidental innocence. And white trash elegance (alright). She's all mixed up. Lays in bed 'til 3. All messed up. She's eccentricity. Chorus:. Neurotica. Lay your love all over me. Come on baby go a little crazy on me. Erotica. Every school boy's fantasy. Not your ordinary woman. But she's extraordinary to me. She got a daily new addiction. A walking contradiction. Chain smoking cigarettes. Talking to her silhouette (alright). All mixed up. A little out of time. All messed up. But she don't really mind. Chorus:. Neurotica. Lay your love all over me. Come on baby go a little crazy on me. Erotica. Every school boy's fantasy. She's not your ordinary woman. But she's extraordinary to me. Alright (no Jane or Gloria). Alright (she's schizophoria). Yeah yeah yeah. And when I call her I got to call her. And when I call her I call her. Solo. Chorus:. Neurotica. Lay your love all over me. Come on baby go a little crazy on me. Erotica. Every school boy's fantasy. Not your ordinary woman. But she's extraordinary to me