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Alice Cooper Special Forces

I'm in my closet It's my, my closet, not your closet My closet, you can have it though Alice we want you Alice, Alice, Alice, Alice What? Whaddya want

I fearlessly walk into battle With a shine on my boots and my teeth Never flinch, never blink, never rattle My blood is like ice underneath Oh, I'm the

I'm six foot three with a fist like a hammer And I work with the Vice Squad when I can And when I pull out my badge they forget all my glamor Little guys

some things I really can't describe I've made some mouths open pretty wide And I am licensed - trained and bona fide Say "Goodbye" Who do you think we are Special forces

: I'm 6 foot 3 with a fist like a hammer And I work with the Vice Squad when I can And when I pull out my badge they forget all my glamor Little guys

: Don't tell me I should, I better, I can Don't talk old to me Don't shake that finger in my face no more Cuz I might bite it off and spit it on the

: Yeah yeah Yeah I've seen cool, I've seen cold I've seen the women up front, way down below Ladies of the evening screaming, some were like vipers

: You want money - mm You want lots of love - ah Want a Ferrari - zoom Oh, don't you get enough - ah, too bad Hmm, I can get it You want it, you got

: You feel the knife stuck in your back You feel it twist and you hear it crack Can't make a sound for the sudden pain You wish your blood were Novocaine