| Got to Get A Grip |
| Skin and bones, it ain’t such a pity |
| If you think I’m vain, better shut ya lip |
| I can’t explain how to be a fat city |
| You gotta live large, gotta let it rip |
| Skin and bones, it ain’t such a pity |
| Don’t ya gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip |
| Ya gotta have stones if you’re 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 don’t want to brag |
| Once I crossed the line I think I musta |
| Zigged when I shoulda zagged |
| Same old, same old every day |
| If things don’t change you’re just gonna rot |
| 'Cause if you do what you’ve always done |
| You’ve always get what you’ve always got |
| (Uuh, could that be nothing) |
| Skin and bones, it ain’t such a pity |
| Don’t ya gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip |
| Ya gotta have stones if you’re livin' in the city |
| If ya wanna hang loose, gotta Get A Grip |
| Who knows for sure without a doubt |
| What goes on when the lights go out |
| Or who pulls in when I pull out |
| And what is a one-eyed trouser trout |
| I was so shortsighted |
| Now the wrong been righted |
| I feel so delighted |
| I get so excited |
| Skin and bones, it ain’t such a pity |
| Don’t ya gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip |
| Ya gotta have stones if you’re livin' in the city |
| If ya wanna hang loose, gotta Get A Grip |
| Skin and bones, it ain’t such a pity |
| Don’t ya gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip |
| Ya gotta have stones if you’re livin' in the city |
| If ya wanna hang loose, gotta Get A Grip |
| You wanna get high in a New York minute |
| Choke that smoke, honey crack the whip |
| Your head gets dead as long as you’re in it You wanna hang loose, gotta Get A Grip |
| Skin and bones, it ain’t such a pity |
| Don’t ya gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip |
| Ya gotta have stones if you’re livin' in the city |
| If ya wanna hang loose, gotta Get A Grip |