Arctic Monkeys – Stickin' To The Floor Lyrics  Share

Won^,t somebody let me out!
Don^,t wanna stick around no more
I said they^,re looking at yer strange
I said yer stickin^, to the floor

Not one of you^,s got an ounce of style in yer
So now one of you^,s gonna have to stop!

Fucking hell I^,ll break your nose
If they keep on pushing you around
Keep on steeping on your toes
I^,ll pick you up when you fall down

Not one of you^,s got an ounce of style in yer
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Said not one of you, no

Not one of you^,s got an ounce of style in yer
So now one of you^,s gonna have to stop!

Ah ah, ah ah, oh!
Ah ah, ah ah, oh
Yea, yea, yea!

Not one of you^,s got an ounce of style in yer
Said not one of you, no
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