Never Been Sold Before lyrics - alice cooper

You ask me, baby
Can you work tonight
I've been up, babe
Since broad daylight

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I just can't believe
That you're sellin' me
You never sold me before
I just can't recall
You're like a whore

Oh yeah, I'm bad tonight
You really like my style
If you want me
Can't even buy my smile

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Now I find come around
Just to lay this money on you, babe
I'm sick of tradin' tricks and dicks
And I'm, I'm really sick of you
Oh I -

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Never been sold before
And I'll never be hurt again
No, I never been sold before
And I'll never be hurt again

I just can't believe
That you're sellin' me
You never sold me before
I just can't recall
You little whore, no no no no no

Never been sold before
And I'll never be hurt again
No, I never been sold before
And I'll never be hurt again

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3. Heard Hearted Alice

Nights coast to coast
Work hard as a ghost
When you live in a countdown
Time is free as a jailbird
At least that's what I've hearda
When you live in a...

Love comes cheap at a swap meet
It all comes so dirt cheap
When you live in a bedroom
Love that's deep as a lever
But that ain't a measure
When you live in a castle

Mind gets scrambled like eggs
Gets bruised and erased
When you live in a brainstorm
Noise seems logically right
Ringing in the night

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Hard hearted Alice
Is what we wanna be
Hard hearted Alice
Is waht you want to see

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4. Crazy Little Child

Crazy little child
Never got to see
All the pretty things in life
Ahd him put away
And nothing they could say
Could ever make the pieces fit

Oh well, daddy-o was rich
Mama was a bitch
Living wasn't easy in between
Behind the silent screen
Jackson in his teens
Was planning his escape

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He was a crazy little child
He rooled inside the playground
And grimy faced
He watched the others cry
Winos were his friends
And when he talked to them
They said, "Jackson, boy
They'll get you by and by"

Depression set in
Desperate, cool and quick
Jackson learned the ropes
Out on the street
Little candy stores
Just pickin' locks and doors
Just practice
For a two bit future thief

So Jackson went to Ritz
And everyone was hip
Ritz ran all the rackers
There in town