Lletres: Alice Cooper. Killer. You Drive Me Nervous.

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Yeah you seem so civilized your mama's tryin' to run your life
Your daddy's tryin' to pick your wife oh no
Yeah you run around with all that hair they just don't like those rags you wear
You say I'm gonna pack up my stuff I'm gonna run away
And then she said you drive me nervous nervous and then I said
You drive me nervous nervous nervous oh nervous nervous nervous nervous whoa whoa oh aah
You're out of state you're thrown in jail you ain't got the bread to pay the bail
Your mom and papa come up and said honey where did we fail
And then you scream you drive me nervous nervous and then I screamed
You drive me nervous nervous nervous oh nervous nervous nervous nervous whoa whoa oh
You drive me n n n nervous n n n nervous you drive me nervous whoa