No More Mr Nice Guy Son Ruf Musste Dir Verdienen akkorde

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Bm  E

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Die erste Platte, die er hörte
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War irgend so'n Schlagerscheiß
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Die heile Welt, wo keiner störte
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Und er war Dr. Nice

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Doch eines Tages traf er Elvis
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Es war um ihn geschehen
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Das süße Gift der Rebellion
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Schoss in seine Venen, yeah

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No more Mister Nice Guy
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No more Mister Cleeeeeeean
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No more Mister Nice Guy
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They say: So who?
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Musst du dir verdienen, yeah

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I got no friends 'cause they read the papers
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They can't be seen with me
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I'm gettin' real shot down
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And I'm gettin' mean

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No more Mister Nice Guy
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No more Mister Cleeeeeean
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No more Mister Nice Guy
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They say I'm sick, I'm obsceeeeeeeene

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My dog bit me on the leg today
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My cat clawed my eyes
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Ma's been thrown out of the social circle
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And dad has to hide
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I went to church incognito
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When everybody rose
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The Reverend Smith, he recognized me
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And punched me in the nose, he said

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No more Mister Nice Guy
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No more Mister Clean
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No more Mister Nice Guy
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They say I'm sick, I'm obsceeeeeeeene
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No more Mister Nice Guy
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No more Mister Clean
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No more Mister Nice Guy
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They say "He's sick, he's obsceeeeeeene",
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Yeah!