Vicious
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you hit me with a flower
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You do it every hour
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oh, baby, you're so vicious
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Vicious
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you want me to hit you with a stick
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But all I've got is a guitar pick
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huh, baby, you're so vicious
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When I watch you come
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baby, I just want to run far away
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You're not the kind of person around I
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want to stay
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When I see you walking down the street
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I step on your hands and I mangle your feet
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You're not the kind of person that I want to meet
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Oh, baby, you're so vicious
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you're so vicious
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Vicious
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hey, you hit me with a flower
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You do it every hour
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oh, baby you're so vicious
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Vicious
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hey, why don't you swallow razor blades
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You must think that I'm some kind of gay blade
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but baby, you're so vicious
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When I see you coming
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I just have to run
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You're not good and you certainly aren't
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very much fun
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When I see you walking down the street
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I step on your hand and I mangle your feet
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You're not the kind of person that I'd even want to meet
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'Cause you're so vicious
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baby, you're so vicious
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Vicious, vicious
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vicious, vicious
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Vicious, vicious
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vicious, vicious
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