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

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 you say
"You drive me nervous, nervous"
And then I said
"You drive me nervous, nervous, nervous, oh"
Nervous, nervous, nervous, nervous

You're out of the 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

You drive me ne ne ne nervous
Ne ne ne nervous
You drive me nervous oh