Jeanette Biedermann - No Style lyrics

There was this fine guy walkin' up to me Tellin' me about the car his driving It was just braggin' That ain't hard to see To me he seemed a bit meretricious I just refuse To pick up a guy like you Shut up, baby! I know there's something better For me to do Shut up baby and go home You've got no style – baby bye Can't even promise a maybe You've got no style – baby bye Get back to where you belonged You've got no style you've got no style You flex your muscles hope that I get weak I must admit you know how to harden When you blow kisses I just turn the cheek Late at night you're turnin' Soft as icecream I just refuse To pick up a guy like you Shut up, baby! I know there's something better For me to do Shut up baby and go home You've got no style – baby bye Can't even promise a maybe You've got no style – baby bye Get back to where you belonged You've got no style you've got no style