HighwayToHell

I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing Till they got a hold of me I opened doors for little old ladies I helped the blind to see 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 No more Mister Nice Guy No more Mister Clean No more Mister Nice Guy They say he's sick, he's obscene