Oh, Jim

All your two-bit friends They're shootin' you up with pills They said that it was good for you That it would cure your ills I don't care just where it's at I'm just like an alley cat And when you're filled up to here with hate Don't you know you gotta get it straight Filled up to here with hate Beat her black and blue and get it straight Do, do, do, do, do, do When you're lookin' through the eyes of hate All your two-bit friends They asked you for your autograph They put you on the stage They thought it'd be good for a laugh But I don't care just where it's at 'Cause honey, I'm just like an alley cat And when you're filled up to here with hate Don't you know you gotta get it straight Filled up to here with hate Beat her black and blue and get it straight Uh-huh Oh, Jim How could you treat me this way Hey, hey, hey How could you treat me this way Oh, Jim How could you treat me this way Hey, hey How could you treat me this way You know you broke my heart Ever since you went away Now you said that you love us But you only make love to one of us Oh, oh, oh, oh, Jim How could you treat me this way You know you broke my heart Ever since you went away When you're looking through the eyes of hate Oh, oh, oh, oh When you're looking through the eyes of hate Oh, oh, oh, oh When you're looking through the eyes of hate Oh, oh, oh, oh When you're looking through the eyes of hate Oh, oh, oh, oh When you're looking through the eyes of hate Oh, oh, oh, oh When you're looking through the eyes of hate Oh, oh, oh, oh