1.No More Mr. Nice Guy
No more mr. nice guy,
Me a nice guy？ Yea right!
I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing
'Til they got a hold of me.
I opened doors for little old ladies,
I helped the blind to see.
I got no friends 'cause they read the papers.
They can't be seen with me,
And I'm gettin' real shot down,
And I'm feeling mean.
No more mister nice guy,
No more mister clean.
No more mister nice guy,
They say he's sick, he's obscene.
I'm not hard to get along with,
I'm impossible!
I got no friends 'cause they read the papers.
They can't be seen with me
And I'm getting real shot down,
And I'm feeling mean.
No more mister nice guy,
No more mister clean.
No more mister nice guy,
They say he's sick, he's obscene.
My dog bit me on the leg today.
My cat clawed my eye.
My mom's been thrown out of the social circle.
My dad's had to hide.
I went to church incognito.
When everybody rose,
The reverend Smith, he recognized me,
Punched me in the nose,
He said, no more, nice guy!
No more mister nice guy,
No more mister clean.
No more mister nice guy,
They say he's sick, he's obscene.
Not to say I was ever nice in the first place you know...
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