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 till 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, Lamby Pie, I haven't even started
No more Mr. Nice Guy, no, siree
As 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 the old black magic
Good behaviour, it's so much duller
Time to show my one true colour
Baby, Mr. Nice Guy is 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, petty, spiteful
wicked, wayward, way delightful
bad guy I was born to be
One more time
Lying, loathsome
never tender, indiscreet repeat offender
No more Mr. Nice Guy, that's not me
(duh, duh, duuuh)
Thank you, thank you, thank you