Oh Jim

Written by：Lou Reed/Bob Ezrin/Allan MacMillan

All your two bit friends

They're shootin' you up with pills

They said that it was good for you

That it would cure your ills

I don't care just where it's at

I'm just like an alley cat

And when you're filled up to here with hate

Don't you know you gotta get it straight

Filled up to here with hate

Beat her black and blue and get it straight

Do do do do do do

When you're lookin' through the eyes of hate

All your two bit friends

They asked you for your autograph

They put you on the stage

They thought it'd be good for a laugh

But I don't care just where it's at

'Cause honey I'm just like an alley cat

And when you're filled up to here with hate

Don't you know you gotta get it straight

Filled up to here with hate

Beat her black and blue and get it straight

Uh huh

Oh Jim

How could you treat me this way

Hey hey hey

How could you treat me this way

Oh Jim

How could you treat me this way

Hey hey

How could you treat me this way

You know you broke my heart

Ever since you went away

Now you said that you love us

But you only make love to one of us

Oh oh oh oh Jim

How could you treat me this way

You know you broke my heart

Ever since you went away

When you're looking through the eyes of hate

Oh oh oh oh

When you're looking through the eyes of hate

Oh oh oh oh

When you're looking through the eyes of hate

Oh oh oh oh

When you're looking through the eyes of hate

Oh oh oh oh

When you're looking through the eyes of hate

Oh oh oh oh

When you're looking through the eyes of hate

Oh oh oh oh