It's The Little Things - Alice Cooper

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 don’t care

But if you talk in the movies

I’ll kill you right there

It’s the little things

It’s just the little things

Aw it’s the little things

It’s just the little things

Yeah it’s the little things

That drive me wild

I’m like a mad dog

I’m on a short leash

I’m on a tight rope

Hanging by a thread

I’m on some thin ice

You push me too far

Welcome to my nightmare

No more Mr. Nice Guy

You can steal my car

And drive 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

It’s the little things

It’s just the little things

Aw it’s the little things

It’s just the little things

Yeah it’s the little things

That drive me wild

I’m like a mad dog

I’m on a short leash

I’m on a tight rope

Hanging by a thread

I’m on some thin ice

You push me too far

Welcome to my nightmare

No more Mr. Nice Guy

I’ve done it all

I mean I been everywhere

I’ve been beaten

I been stabbed

I been hung

I been burried alive

And I can deal with that

But its the little things

I’ve done it all

I mean I been everywhere

I’ve been beaten

I been stabbed

I been hung

I been burried alive

And I can deal with that

Cuz its the little things

It’s the little things

It’s just the little things

Yeah it’s the little things

Just the little things

Aw just the little things

That drive me wild

I’m like a mad dog

I’m on a short leash

I’m on a tight rope

Hanging by a thread

I’m on some thin ice

You push me too far

I’m just a psycho

Pathic psycho

Pathic

I’m like a mad dog

I’m on a short leash

I’m on a tight rope

Hanging by a thread

I’m on some thin ice

You push me too far

Welcome to my nightmare

No more Mr. Nice Guy

It’s just the little things

Aw it’s the little things

It’s just the little things