Nerve - Nikki Yanofsky

You got that something that I’m just can’t define

Smoother than suede in 1979

Don’t give a damn about the way things should be

Not one to brag, you always show it to me

Boy, you don’t need no key

You always get in for free

Nerve

So much nerve

You got nerve

Nerve

You walk around like you got nothing to prove

Like Cool Hand Luke, only with more attitude

So fresh to death, that’s how you’re living your life

Cuz you own something even money can’t buy

Boy, forget that degree

You know what ivy don’t teach

Nerve

So much nerve

You got nerve

Nerve

You got nerve

Nerve

N-e-r-v-e b-o-o-g-i-e

If you got the nerve

N-e-r-v-e b-o-o-g-i-e

If you got the nerve

You got nerve

So much nerve

You got nerve

You got you got that nerve!