No More Mr Nice Guy (Album: Billion Dollar Babies, 1973)
Words & Music by Alice Cooper & Michael Bruce
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A C#m
I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing
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'til they got hold of me:
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I opened doors for little old ladies,
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I helped the blind to see.
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I got no friends 'cause they read the papers
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They can't be seen with me
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And I'm getting real shot down and I'm feeling mean
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No more Mr Nice Guy,
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No more Mr Clean
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No more Mr Nice Guy,
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They say he's sick, he's obscene
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F#m Bm
I got no friends 'cause they read the papers
D E F#m
They can't be seen with me
Bm D E D
And I'm getting real shot down and I'm feeling mean
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No more Mr Nice Guy,
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No more Mr Clean
F#m D E
No more Mr Nice Guy,
D F#m D E
They say he's sick, he's obscene
A C#m
My Dog bit me on the leg today
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My cat clawed my eyes (nice guy-ee)
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Mum's been thrown out of the social circle
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And my Dad has to hide.
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I went to church incognito;
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When everybody rose,
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The Reverend Smith he, he recognised me
G Bm
And punched me on the nose
D E
He said:
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No more Mr Nice Guy,
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No more Mr Clean
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No more Mr Nice Guy,
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They say you're sick, you're ob-sce-e-e-ene
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e-e-e-ene
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e-e-e-ene, ene !