oh baby you're so vicious
you want me hit you with a stick
but all i've got is a guitar pick
oh baby you're so vicious
baby i just want to run far away
you're not the kind of person
when i see you walking down the street
i step on your hands and i nail your feet
you're not the kind of person i'd even want to meet
why don't you swallow razor blades
you must think i'm some kind of gay parade
oh baby you're so vicious
and you certainly aren't very much fun
when i see you walking down the street
i step on your hands and i mangle your feet
you're not even the kind of person i'd even want to meet