No More Mr. Nice Guy Pat Boone

{Intro}
I got a bad reputation (you were a teenage sensation)
And I don't know why (and {?} or I)
I brush my hair, I brush my teeth, I go to church (you go to church)
I'm a really nice guy (as sweet as apple pie)

[Verse 1]
I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing
'Til they got a hold of me
I opened doors for little old ladies
I helped the blind to see

[Pre-Chorus]
I got no friends 'cause they read the papers
They can't be seen with me and I'm gettin' real shot down
And I'm feeling mean

[Chorus]
No more Mister Nice Guy
No more Mister Clean
No more Mister Nice Guy
They say he's sick, he's obscene

[Pre-Chorus]
I got no friends 'cause they read the papers
They can't be seen with me and I'm gettin' real shot down
And I'm feeling mean, so