Letra de No More Mr. Nice Guy (Live)
I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing 'Til they, got a hold of me I'd open doors for little old ladies I helped the blind to seeI got no friends 'cause they read the papers They can't be seen, with me I'm feelin' real shot down And I'm, feelin' meanNo more Mr. Nice Guy No more Mr. Clean (No more Mr. Nice Guy) They say I'm sick, I'm obsceneI got no friends 'cause they read the papers They can't be seen, with me I'm feelin' real shot down And I'm, feelin' meanNo more Mr. Nice Guy No more Mr. Clean No more Mr. Nice Guy They say I'm sick, I'm obsceneMy dog bit me on the leg today My cat clawed my eyes Ma's been thrown out of the social circle And dad has to hideI went to church incognito When everybody rose The Reverend Smedley, recognized me He punched me in the noseHe said (No more Mr. Nice Guy) (No more Mr. Clean) No more Mr. Nice Guy They said I'm sick, I'm obsceneNo more Mr. Nice Guy No more Mr. Clean No more Mr. Nice Guy They said I'm sick, I'm obscene