Stickin' to the Floor

Won't somebody let me out!

Don't wanna stick around no more

I said they're looking at ya strange

I said you're stickin' to the floor

Not one of you's got an ounce of style in ya

Said not one of you, no

Fucking hell I'll break your nose

If they keep on pushing you around

Keep on stepping on your toes

I'll pick you up when you fall down

Not one of you's got an ounce of style in ya

Said not one of you, no

Not one of you's got an ounce of style in ya

So not one of you, no