You can burn my house You can cut my hair You can make me wrestle naked With a grizzly bear You can poison my cat Baby I dont care But if you talk in the movies Ill kill you right there Its the little things Its just the little things Aw its the little things Its just the little things Yeah its the little things That drive me wild Im like a mad dog Im on a short leash Im on a tight rope Hanging by a thread Im on some thin ice You push me too far Welcome to my nightmare No more Mr. Nice Guy You can steal my car And drive it into the lake You can stick me in the oven And put it on bake You could throw a big brick Through my window pane But if I ever hear you ask me How I got my name Its the little things Its just the little things Aw its the little things Its just the little things Yeah its the little things That drive me wild Im like a mad dog Im on a short leash Im on a tight rope Hanging by a thread Im on some thin ice You push me too far Welcome to my nightmare No more Mr. Nice Guy Ive done it all I mean I been everywhere Ive been beaten I been stabbed I been hung I been burried alive And I can deal with that But its the little things Its the little things Its just the little things Yeah its the little things Just the little things Aw just the little things That drive me wild Im like a mad dog Im on a short leash Im on a tight rope Hanging by a thread Im on some thin ice You push me too far Im just a psycho Pathic psycho pathic Im like a mad dog Im on a short leash Im on a tight rope Hanging by a thread Im on some thin ice You push me too far Welcome to my nightmare No more Mr. Nice Guy Its the little things Aw its the little things Its just the little things
Posted on: Wed, 22 Oct 2014 20:38:30 +0000
Trending Topics
Recently Viewed Topics
© 2015