| She hit town a rose in bloom
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| Smell the sweet, sweet perfume
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| The color faded and the petals died
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| Down in the city no one cried
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| And in the streets the garbage lies
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| Protected by a million flies
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| With roaches so big they got bones
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| They moved in and made themselves at home
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| I say nice boys… don't play rock’n’roll
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| Nice boys… don't play rock’n’roll
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| I’m not a nice boy!
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| Sweet sixteen she was fresh and clean
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| Wanted so bad to be part of the scene
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| She met the man and she did the smack
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| And now, she pays the price layin' down on her back
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| Want so bad just to please the boys
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| Ended up bein' just a toy
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| Played so hard burned her life away
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| Lies were told no promises made
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| Nice boys… don't play rock’n’roll
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| Nice boys… don't play rock’n’roll
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| I’m not a nice boy… and I never was
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| Young and fresh when she hit town
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| Hot for kicks just to get around
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| And now she lays in a filthy room
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| She kills the pain with a flick and a spoon
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| And in the streets the garbage lies
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| Protected by a million flies
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| With roaches so big they got bones
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| They moved in and made themselves at home
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| Nice boys… don't play rock’n’roll
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| Nice boys… don't play rock’n’roll
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| Nice boys… don't play rock’n’roll
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| Nice boys… don't play rock’n’roll
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| Nice boys… don't play rock’n’roll
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| Nice boys… don't play rock’n’roll
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| Nice boys… don't play rock’n’roll
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| Nice boys… they never play rock’n’roll |