Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Get A Grip, artist - Aerosmith. Date of issue: 31.12.1992
Song language: English
Get A Grip |
| 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 |