Sickboy, in his faded blue jeans
Sickboy, black leather jacket seams
Sickboy, he’s always in trouble
With the law don’t ya know…
Sickboy, he carries a switchblade knife,
Sickboy, likes to get into fights.
Sickboy, he’ll go drinkin’
With the boys all night long.
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Sick boysnananana
Sick boys
Sickboy, rides a big motorbike,
Sickboy, combs his hair up just right.
Sickboy, with tattoos up and
Down his arms, don’t ya know…
Sickboy, he’s got a girl wrapped around his arm,
Sickboy, with his streetlike charm.
Sickboy, he’ll make love to her
All night long, don’t ya know…
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