Lou Reed - Vicious

Vicious
You hit me with a flower
You do it every hour
Oh, baby, you're so vicious
Vicious
You want me to hit you with a stick
But all I've got's a guitar pick
Huh, baby, you're so vicious

When I watch you come
Baby, I just want to run far away
You're not the kind of person 'round I want to stay

When I see you walking down the street
I step on your hands and I mangle your feet
You're not the kind of person that I want to meet
Oh, babe, you're so vicious
You're just so vicious

Vicious
Hey, you hit me with a flower
You do it every hour
Oh, baby you're so vicious
Vicious
Hey, why don't you swallow razor blades?
You must think that I'm some kind of gay blade
But baby, you're so vicious

When I see you coming
I just have to run
You're not good and you certainly aren't very much fun

When I see you walking down the street
I step on your hand and I mangle your feet
You're not the kind of person that I'd even want to meet
'Cause you're so vicious
Baby, you're so vicious
Vicious
Vicious
Vicious
Vicious
Vicious
Vicious
Vicious

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Lou Reed

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