Vicious
you hit me with a flower
You do it every hour
oh, baby, you`re so vicious
Vicious
you want me to hit you with a stick
But all I`ve got is a guitar pick
huh, baby, you`re so vicious
When I watch you come
baby, I just want to run far away
You`re not the kind of person around I
want to stay
When I see you walking down the street
I step on your hands and I mangle your feet
You`re not the kind of person that I want to meet
Oh, baby, you`re so vicious
you`re so vicious
Vicious
hey, you hit me with a flower
You do it every hour
oh, baby you`re so vicious
Vicious
hey, why don`t you swallow razor blades
You must think that I`m some kind of gay blade
but baby, you`re so vicious
When I see you coming
I just have to run
You`re not good and you certainly aren`t
very much fun
When I see you walking down the street
I step on your hand and I mangle your feet
You`re not the kind of person that I`d even want to meet
`Cause you`re so vicious
baby, you`re so vicious
Vicious, vicious
vicious, vicious
Vicious, vicious
vicious, vicious