You pack your bags and you move to the city There's something missin' here at home You fix your hair and you lookin' real pretty It's time to gettin' out on your own You're always fightin' with your mama and your papa Your family life is one big pain When you gonna move to the city To the city where it all began You gotta move, you gotta move Ma, ma, ma, time you gotta move You stole your mamas' car And your daddys' plastic credit card You're sixteen and you can't get a job You're not goin' very far You're always fightin' with the teachers and the police This life is much too insane When are you, you gonna move to the city To the city where it all began You gotta move, you gotta move Ma, ma, ma, time you gotta move To the city with the real nitty gritty Aw child ain't it a pity Sometimes it gets too shitty Come on and hit me You're on the streets and it ain't so pretty At least you get to do what you please You do what you gotta do for the money At times you end up on your knees Always buyin' with the local desert junkies This city life is one big pain But you, you had to move to the city To the city where it all began You gotta move, you gotta move Ma, ma, ma, time you gotta move To the city with the real nitty gritty Aw child ain't it a pity Sometimes it gets too shitty Come on and hit me
You pack your bags and you move to the city There's something missin' here at home You fix your hair and you lookin' real pretty It's time to gettin' out on your own You're always fightin' with your mama and your papa Your family life is one big pain When you gonna move to the city To the city where it all began You gotta move, you gotta move Ma, ma, ma, time you gotta move You stole your mamas' car And your daddys' plastic credit card You're sixteen and you can't get a job You're not goin' very far You're always fightin' with the teachers and the police This life is much too insane When are you, you gonna move to the city To the city where it all began You gotta move, you gotta move Ma, ma, ma, time you gotta move To the city with the real nitty gritty Aw child ain't it a pity Sometimes it gets too shitty Come on and hit me You're on the streets and it ain't so pretty At least you get to do what you please You do what you gotta do for the money At times you end up on your knees Always buyin' with the local desert junkies This city life is one big pain But you, you had to move to the city To the city where it all began You gotta move, you gotta move Ma, ma, ma, time you gotta move To the city with the real nitty gritty Aw child ain't it a pity Sometimes it gets too shitty Come on and hit me
