One... two... one two three four...


Got to get a... grip
Skin and bones it aint such a pity
If you think Im vain baby shutcha lip
I cant explain how to be fat city
If ya wanna live large oughta let it rip
Skin and bones it aint such a pity
Dontcha gimme no flack honey shutcha lip
Ya gotta have stones if youre livin in the city
If ya wanna hang loose gotta get a grip... rip

Once upon a crime I thought I was cool
But I dont want to brag
Once I crossed the line I think I must of zigged
When I should have zagged

Got to get a... grip
Skin and bones it aint such a pity
If you think Im vain baby shutcha lip
I cant explain how to be fat city
If ya gotta live large oughta let it rip

Same old same old every day
If things dont change youre just gonna rot
A cause if you do what youve always done
Youll always get whatchoo always got
Uuh... could that be nothin

Got to get a... grip
Skin and bones it aint such a pity
If you think Im vain baby shutcha lip
I cant explain how to be fat city
If ya gotta live large oughta let it rip
Skin and bones it aint such a pity
Dontcha gimmie no flack honey shutcha lip
You gotta have stones if youre livin in the city
If ya wanna hang loose gotta get a grip... rip


(Yeah... yeah... yeah...)
(Who knows for sure yeah without a doubt)
Who knows for sure yeah without a doubt


(Yeah... yeah... yeah...)
(What goes on when the lights go out)
What goes on when the lights go out


(Yeah... yeah... yeah...)
Or who pulls in when I pull out (Both speakers)
(And what is a one-eyed trouser trout) (Right speaker only)


Breaker... breaker...
Come in now forty-niner
We have you on approach
Do you read me... over
Four-niner... we have you on approach
Four-niner... do you read me
Youre losing altitute... four-niner
Four-niner...
May-day... may-day
May-day... may-day


I was so short-sighted
And now the wrong been righted
I feel so delighted
I get so excited

Skin and bones it aint such a pity
If ya think Im vain baby shutcha lip
I cant explain how to be fat city
If ya gotta live large oughta let it rip
Skin and bones it aint such a pity
Dontcha gimmie no flack honey shutcha lip
Ya gotta have stones if youre livin in the city
If ya wanna hang loose gotta get a grip

When I get high in a New York minute
Choke that smoke honey crack the whip
Your head gets dead as long as youre in it
You wanna hang loose gotta soften the Grip


Skin and bones it aint such a pity
Dontcha gimme no flack honey shutcha lip
Ya gotta have stones if youre livin in the city
If ya wanna hang loose gotta get a grip