I used to be such a (Bbmaj7)sweet, sweet thing till they got a hold of me.

I o pened doors for (Bbmaj7)lit tle old la dies, I helped the blind to see.

I got no friends ’cause they (Cm)read the pa pers;

they can’t be seen

with (Gm7)me, and I’m get tin’ (Cm)shot down

and I’m, I’m feel in’ (Fm)mean.

(Gm)No more Mis ter (Bb)Nice Guy,

(Gm)no more Mis ter (Bb)Clea ea ea ean.

(Gm)No more Mis ter (Bb)Nice Guy, they say (Gm)he’s sick and ob (Bb)sce e e ene.

I got no friends ’cause they (Cm)read the pa pers;

they can’t be seen

with (Gm7)me, and I’m get tin’ (Cm)shot down

and I’m, I’m feel in’ (Fm)mean.

(Gm)No more Mis ter (Bb)Nice Guy,

(Gm)no more Mis ter (Bb)Clea ea ea ean.

(Gm)No more Mis ter (Bb)Nice Guy, they say (Gm)he’s sick and ob (Bb)sce e e ene.

My dog bit me on the (Bbmaj7)leg to day;

my cat clawed my eyes.

My mom’s been thrown out of the so (Bbmaj7)ci e ty cir cle, my dad has to hide.

I went to church (Bbmaj7)in cog ni to.

When ev ’ry bod y rose,

the Rev erend Smith, he (Bbmaj7)rec og nized me and punched me in the nose.

(Bb)He said, (Gm)“No more Mis ter (Bb)Nice Guy,

(Gm)no more Mis ter (Bb)Clea ea ea ean.

(Gm)No more Mis ter (Bb)Nice Guy, they say (Gm)he’s sick and ob (Bb)sce e e ene.

(Gm)“No more Mis ter (Bb)Nice Guy,

(Gm)no more Mis ter (Bb)Clea ea ea ean.

(Gm)No more Mis ter (Bb)Nice Guy, they say (Gm)he’s sick and ob (Bb)sce e e ene.