Alice Cooper - Its The Little Things

Its The Little Things

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
I will ki will 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 dri have me wild
Imlike a mad dog
Imon a short leash
Imon a tight rope
Hanging by a thread
Imon some thin ice
You push me too far
Welcome to my nightmare
No more Mr. Nice Guy
You can steal my car
And dri have 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 dri have me wild
Imlike a mad dog
Imon a short leash
Imon a tight rope
Hanging by a thread
Imon some thin ice
You push me too far
Welcome to my nightmare
No more Mr. Nice Guy
I have done it all
I mean I been everywhere
I have 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 dri have me wild
Imlike a mad dog
Imon a short leash
Imon a tight rope
Hanging by a thread
Imon some thin ice
You push me too far
Imjust a psycho
Pathic psycho pathic
Imlike a mad dog
Imon a short leash
Imon a tight rope
Hanging by a thread
Imon 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