| 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 | |
| ... |