Vicious Delicious

I was never your Nancy

I was never your Penny Lane

I was standing in a sea

Of Afghan coat groupies on their knees with no names

You were always powder white

You were always black and blue

Sleepin' on the couch, kicked out of your house

Kicked in the face, but you did look cute

What's a girl to do?

I don't wanna be your baby

Wouldn't even if you paid me

You're so cruel and you're so vicious

But my goodness, you're so delicious

Cooked up a medieval feast

And then you ate me up

3 a.m., sinnin' in your family kitchen

On top of your mother's cookbook

Almost fell in love, but

I don't wanna be your baby

Wouldn't even if you paid me

You're so cruel and you're so vicious

But my goodness, you're so delicious

Delicious

You don't know the day

You don't even know the week

But you don't miss a trick

And you never miss a beat

Only had a taste, but I always wanted more

Almost had me waiting at the stage door

I don't wanna be your baby

Wouldn't even if you paid me

You're so cruel and you're so vicious

But my goodness, you're so—

I don't wanna be your baby

Wouldn't even if you paid me

You're so cruel and you're so vicious

But my goodness, you're so delicious

Delicious

Delicious

Delicious