Gosh, it's such a hoot to see them quaking When I'm king they'll treat me with respect I can't wait to watch their poor hearts breaking So much for politically correct
Up 'til now I've pulled my punches I intend to eat their lunches No more Mr. Nice Guy, not for me
If you think that I'm hard-hearted Well, let me by, I haven't even started No more Mr. Nice Guy, no siree
Soon as my witchcraft has zinged them I'll gain control of the kingdom As for Odette, well that's tragic 'Cause I'm going back to that old black magic
Good behaviour is so much duller Time to show my one true colour Baby, Mr. Nice Guy's history
Vengeance is what I believe in I don't get mad, I get even Odette can't get to the ball 'cause I won't bring her So I'll zap up a date who's a real dead ringer
Up to no good, I love plottin' 'Cause I'm so good when I'm rotten No more Mr. Nice Guy, wait and see (wait and see)
I'll become that nasty, naughty, very spiteful Wicked, wayward, way delightful Bad guy I was born to be
One more time
Lying, loathsame, never tender Indiscreet repeat offender No more Mr. Nice Guy, that's not me