Vicious

Vicious

You hit me with a flower

You do it every hour

Ohh baby you're so vicious

Vicious

You want me

To hit you with a stick

But all I've gots a guitar pick

Huh baby you're so vicious

When I watch you come

I just want to run far away

You're not the kind of person

Around whom I want to stay

When I see you comin' down the street

I step on your hands

And I mangle your feet

You're not the kind of person

That I wanna meet

Oh baby you're so vicious

You're so vicious

Vicious

You hit me with a flower

You do it every hour

Ohh baby you're so vicious

Vicious

Hey why don't

You swallow razor blades

You must think

I'm some kinda gay blade

But baby you're so vicious

When I watch you comin'

I just have to run

You're not good

And you certainly aren't very much fun

When I see you

Walkin' down the street

I step on your hand

And I mangle your feet

You're not the kind of person

That I even wanna meet

Cause you're so vicious

Baby you're so vicious

Vicious

Vicious

Vicious

Vicious

Vicious

Vicious

Vicious