Sick Boy Lyrics

Sick-boy, in his faded blue jeans
Sick-boy, black leather jacket scene
Sick-boy, he's always in trouble with the law
Don't ya know oh-we-oh
Sick-boy, he carries a switch blade knife
Sick-boy, likes to get into fights
Sick-boy, he'll go drinkin' with the boys
All night long oh-we-oh

Sick-boy, na-na-na-na
Sick-boy, oh-we-oh-oh
Sick-boy, na-na-na-na
Sick-boy, oh-we-oh-oh
Sick-boy, he rides a big motorbike
Sick-boy, he combs his hair up just right
Sick-boy, with tattoos up and down his arms
Don't ya know oh-we-oh

Sick-boy, he's got a girl wrapped around his arm
Sick-boy, with his street-like charm
Sick-boy, he'll make love to her all night
Don't ya know oh-we-oh
Sick-boy, na-na-na-na
Sick-boy, oh-we-oh-oh
Sick-boy, na-na-na-na
Sick-boy, oh-we-oh-oh

He's a sick-boy
Such a sick-boy
We're all sick-boys
I'm a sick-boy
la-da-da-da-da-da