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25 Apr '73 Hot 100

Lyrics

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


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I got no friends Cause they read the papers They can't be seen with me And I'm getting real shot down And I'm feeling 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 getting real shot down And I'm, I'm getting 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 leg today My cat clawed my eye Mom's been thrown out Of the social circle And dad has to hide I went to church, incognito When everybody rose The Reverend Smith He, 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 He said, you're sick, you're obscene No more Mister Nice Guy No more Mister Clean No more Mister Nice Guy He said, you're sick, you're obscene

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