Vicious (The Velvet Underground)

Vicious You hit me with a flower You do it every hour Ohh, baby you're so vicious Vicious You want me to hit you with a stick But all I've gots a guitar pick Huh... Baby you're so vicious When I watch you come Baby I just want to run far away Youre not the kind of person Around whom I want to stay When I see you walking down the street I step on your hands and I mangle your feet Youre not the kind of person that I wanna meet Oh, baby, you're so vicious Vicious You hit me with a flower You do it every hour Ohh, baby you're so vicious Vicious Hey, why don't you swallow razor blades You must think that I'm some kinda gay blade But baby, you're so vicious When I see you coming I just have to run You're not good and you certainly aren't very much fun When I see you walking down the street I step on your hand and I mangle your feet Youre not the kind of person that I even wanna meet 'cause you're so vicious Vicious Baby, you're so vicious Vicious...