Lyrics Ain't Nothin' to It - The Stranglers
Back
up
boy
forty
five
feet
Always
looking
for
a
freebie
Why
don′t
you
let
up
sometime
Hawks
out
here
with
his
axe
'n′
me
with
this
lead
sheet
on
Trying
to
scuffle
up
those
twos
'n'
fews
For
uncle
so′s
I
can
bail
out
my
full
orchestration
Looks
like
he
got
me
but
this
cat
wouldn′t
feed
Grass
to
a
horse
in
a
concrete
pasture
He's
so
tight
he
wouldn′t
buy
a
pair
of
shorts
for
a
flea
Just
look
at
him
'n′
dig
that
vine
All
off
time
his
strollers
look
like
he's
ready
to
Jump
he′s
playing
ketchup
'n'
I
got
to
tighten
his
wig
Hold
it
down
′n′
I'll
come
up
with
line
two
like
I
said
Ain′t
nothin'
to
it
just
here
Ain′t
nothin'
to
it
just
here
Ain′t
nothin'
ain't
nothin′
to
it
just
here
I
saw
that
dinner
up
the
street
guzzlin′
foam
in
The
drinkden
and
the
sharks
are
droppin'
the
shucks
Like
the
yellow
kid
trying
to
tighten
her
and
Weaving
the
four
f′s
all
around
her
I
nixed
her
out
long
ago,
man,
she's
too
sometimey
She
will
and
she
won′t
She
do
and
she
don't
always
on
the
fence
and
Sleeps
with
her
glasses
on
Man
Man
Ain′t
nothin'
ain't
nothin′
to
it
just
here
She′s
faust
to
me,
so
skip
it
and
forget
it
She's
faust
to
me,
so
skip
it
and
forget
it
She′s
faust
to
me,
so
skip
it
and
forget
it
Ain't
nothin′
to
it
Ain't
nothin′
to
it
Ain't
nothin'
to
it
Ain′t
nothin′
to
it
Ain't
nothin′
to
it
just
here
Ain't
nothin′
to
it
Ain't
nothin′
to
it
Ain't
nothin'
to
it
Ain′t
nothin′
to
it
Ain't
nothin′
to
it
Ain't
nothin′
to
it
Ain't
nothin′
to
it
just
here
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