Lyrics

[Verse 1] Won't somebody let me out? Don't wanna stick around no more I'm sick of lookin' at you strange I'm sick of stickin' to the floor [Chorus] Not one of you has got an ounce of style in ya Said, not one of you, got an ounce of style [Verse 2] Well, fuck it all and break your nose They keep on pushin' you around They keep on steppin' on your toes And pick you up when you fall down [Chorus] Not one of you has got an ounce of style in ya Said, not one of you, no [Instrumental Break] [Verse 3] Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus] Not one of you has got an ounce of style in ya Said, not one of you, no