Vicious (Live)

Vicious (Live) - Lou Reed (婁.裡德)

Written by：Lou Reed

Vicious

You hit me with a flower

You do it every hour

And baby you're so vicious

Vicious

You want me to hit you with a stick

But all I've got is a guitar pick

And baby you're so vicious

When I See you come in

Baby I just want to run

Far away

You're not the kind of person around

That 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 really wanna meet

You're so vicious

You're so vicious

Vicious

You hit me with a flower

You do it every hour

Oh baby you're so vicious

Vicious

Why don't you swallow razor blades

You must think that I'm some kind of gay blade

And baby you're so vicious

When I see you coming baby I just want to run

You're not very good and you aren't mainly even very much fun

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'd really want to meet

'Cause you're so vicious

Baby you're so vicious

Oh god

You're so vicious

Oh baby you're so vicious

Oh baby you're so vicious