No More Mr. Nice Guy

I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing

'Til they got a hold of me

I opened doors for little old ladies

I helped the blind to see

I got no friends 'cause they read the papers

They can't be seen with me and I'm gettin' real shot down

I'm feeling real mean

No more Mister Nice Guy

No more Mister Clean

No more Mister Nice Guy

They say he's sick, he's obscene

I got no friends 'cause they read the papers

They can't be seen with me and I'm gettin' real shot down

And I'm feeling kinda, kinda mean

No more Mister Nice Guy

No more Mister Clean

No more Mister Nice Guy

They say he's sick, he's obscene

My dog bit me on the leg today

The cat clawed my eyes

Ma's been thrown out of the social circle

And my dad just has to hide

I went to church, I was incognito

When everybody rose

The Reverend Smith, he recognized me

And punched me in the nose

He said no more Mister Nice Guy

No more Mister Clean

No more Mister Nice Guy

They say you're sick, you're obscene

No more Mister Nice Guy

No more Mister Clean

No more Mister Nice Guy

They say you're sick, you're obscene

No more, oh ow

No more, oh ow

No more Mister Nice Guy