Get A Grip - Aerosmith

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 fat city

You gotta live large, gotta let it rip

Skin and bones, it ain’t such a pity

Don’t cha gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip

Ya gotta have stones if you’re living 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

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 fat city

You gotta live large, gotta let it rip

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’ll always get what you always got

Uh, could that be nothing

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 fat city

You gotta live large, gotta let it rip

Skin and bones, it ain’t such a pity

Don’t cha gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip

Ya gotta have stones if you’re living in the city

If ya wanna hang loose gotta get a grip

Who knows for sure yeah without a doubt

What goes on when the lights go out (what goes on when the lights go out)

Or who pulls in when I pull out (or who pulls in when I pull out)

And what is a one — eyed trouser trout?

(Breaker, breaker, come in now forty — niner)

(We have you on approach, do you read me, over)

(Forty — niner, we have you on approach)

(Forty — niner, do you read me)

(You're losing altitude, forty — niner)

(Forty — niner, Mayday, mayday, mayday, mayday)

Da da da

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

If you think I’m vain, better shut ya lip

I can’t explain how to be fat city

You gotta live large, gotta let it rip

Skin and bones, it ain’t such a pity

Don’t cha gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip

Ya gotta have stones if you’re living 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 cha gimme no flack, honey shut ya lip

Ya gotta have stones if you’re living in the city

If ya wanna hang loose gotta get a grip