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 dont care
But if you talk in the movies
Ill kill you right there
Its the little things
Its just the little things
Aw its the little things
Its just the little things
Yeah its the little things
That drive me wild
Im like a mad dog
Im on a short leash
Im on a tight rope
Hanging by a thread
Im 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
Its the little things
Its just the little things
Aw its the little things
Its just the little things
Yeah its the little things
That drive me wild
Im like a mad dog
Im on a short leash
Im on a tight rope
Hanging by a thread
Im on some thin ice
You push me too far
Welcome to my nightmare
No more Mr. Nice Guy
Ive done it all
I mean I been everywhere
Ive been beaten
I been stabbed
I been hung
I been burried alive
And I can deal with that
But its the little things
Its the little things
Its just the little things
Yeah its the little things
Just the little things
Aw just the little things
That drive me wild
Im like a mad dog
Im on a short leash
Im on a tight rope
Hanging by a thread
Im on some thin ice
You push me too far
Im just a psycho
Pathic psycho pathic
Im like a mad dog
Im on a short leash
Im on a tight rope
Hanging by a thread
Im on some thin ice
You push me too far
Welcome to my nightmare
No more Mr. Nice Guy
Its the little things
Aw its the little things
Its just the little things
[ Its The Little Things Lyrics ]