Lyrics:

Sick Boy, In his faded blue jeans Sick boy Black leather jacket scene Sick Boy, he's always in trouble with the law don't you know...ooh aaaa ooooh Sick Boy, he carried a switchblade knife Sick Boy, likes to get into fights Sick Boy, He'll go drinkin with the boys all night long, ooh aa oooooooh Sick Boy, nah nah nah nah Sick Boy, ooh aa oooh Sick Boy, Nah nah nah nah Sick Boy, OOOh aaa oooooh Sick Boy, He rides a big motorbike Sick Boy, he combs his hair up just right Sick Boy, With tattoos up and down his arms don't you know, ooh aaa oooh Sick Boy, He's got a girl wrapped around his arm Sick Boy, With his street-like charm Sick Boy, He'll make love to her all night Don't you know, ooh aaa oooooh Sick Boy, nah nah nah nah Sick Boy, ooh aa oooh Sick Boy, Nah nah nah nah Sick Boy, OOOh aaa oooooh