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-oh-oh
Aaah
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-oh-oh
You drive me n-n-n-nervous
N-n-n-nervous
You drive me nervous
Whoa
Trash
Autor: Alice Cooper
Album: Trash
Levity Ball
Autor: Alice Cooper
Album: Live at the Whisky
Gail
Autor: Alice Cooper
Album: Raise Your Fist and Yell
Some Folks
Autor: Alice Cooper
Album: Welcome to My Nightmare
Years Ago
Autor: Alice Cooper
Album: Welcome to My Nightmare
Sideshow
Autor: Alice Cooper
Album: The Last Temptation