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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alice Cooper
Lead Vocals
Michael Bruce
Guitar
Dennis Dunaway
Bass Guitar
Neal Smith
Drums
Glen Buxton
Lead Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Bruce
Songwriter
Alice Cooper
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ed Sprigg
Engineer
Frank Hubach
Engineer
Jack Douglas
Engineer
Peter Flanagan
Engineer
Robin Black
Engineer
Shelly Yakus
Engineer
George Marino
Mastering Engineer
Bob Ezrin
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing
Till they got a hold of me
I'd open doors for little old ladies
I helped the blind to see
[PreChorus]
I got no friends 'cause they read the papers
They can't be seen
With me and I'm gettin' real shot down
And I'm feelin' mean
[Chorus]
No more Mr. Nice Guy
No more Mr. Clean
No more Mr. Nice Guy
They say, "He's sick, he's obscene"
[PreChorus]
I got no friends 'cause they read the papers
They can't be seen
With me and I'm feelin' real shot down
And I'm, I'm gettin' mean
[Chorus]
No more Mr. Nice Guy
No more Mr. Clean
No more Mr. Nice Guy
They say, "He's sick, he's obscene"
[Verse 2]
My dog bit me on the leg today
My cat clawed my eyes (Nice guy)
Ma's been thrown out of her social circle
And dad has to hide
[Verse 3]
I went to church, incognito
When everybody rose
The Reverend Smedley, he recognized me
And punched me in the nose
[Chorus]
He said, "No more Mr. Nice Guy
No more Mr. Clean
No more Mr. Nice Guy"
He said, "You're sick, you're obscene"
[Outro]
No more Mr. Nice Guy
No more Mr. Clean
No more Mr. Nice Guy
He said, "You're sick, you're obscene"
Written by: Cooper, Michael Bruce