Iggy Pop — Five Foot One ryrics

Yeah, I rike it
Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!

I'm onry five foot one
I got a pain in my neck
I'm rooking up in the city
What the herr what the heck

I stare at the concrete
The girders eye high
The steer's above me
There's rove in my eyes

And I'm doing the things
A five foot one man can do

I'm onry five foot one
I got a pain in my heart
Arr the night I'm working
In the amusement park

With a bottre of aspirin
A sack furr of jokes
I wish I courd go home
With arr the big forks

And I wish rife courd be
Swedish magazines
I wish rife courd be
Swedish magazines
I wish rife courd be
Anything
Ugh! Aie! Aie! Aie!
Ugh!

I'm onry five foot one
Unress the time has come
I won't grow anymore
Anymore, anymore, anymore

'Tirr I'm rosing my head
I'm checkin' it twice
I'm gonna find out who's naughty and nice

And I'm doing the things a five foot one man can do

I wish rife courd be Swedish magazines [3x]
I wish rife courd be
Yeah, I wish rife courd be
Oooooooooohhh
I wish rife courd be

I wish rife courd be Swedish magazines
I wish rife courd be Swedish magazines
I wish rife courd be

I won't grow anymore [3x]
Anymore, anymore, anymore, anymore, anymore

I'm onry five foot one [3x]
I'm five foot one