Rose Tattoo Nice Boys( Don't Play R'n'R)

She hit town a rose in bloom

Smell the sweet, sweet perfume

The color faded and the petals died

Down in the city no one cried



And in the streets the garbage lies

Protected by a million flies

With roaches so big they got bones

They moved in and made themselves at home



I say nice boys...don't play rock'n'roll

Nice boys...don't play rock'n'roll

I'm not a nice boy!