D#m You pack your bags and move to the city There's something missin' here at home You fix your hair and look real pretty It's time to get out on your own C# You're always fighting with your mama and your papa Your family life is one big pain D#m When ya, ya gonna move to the city To the city where it all began Chorus: D#m You gotta move, you gotta move Ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, time you gotta move You stole your mama's car and your daddy's Plastic credit card You are sixteen and you can't get a job you're not going very far You are always riding with the teachers and the police This life is much too insane When you, you are going to move to the city Into the city where it all began Chorus Right to the city where the real men get it Child isn't it a pity Sometimes it gets too shitty Come on and hit me You are on the streets and it isn't so pretty You need to get a new what you please You do what you got to do for the money At times you end up on your knees I am always buying with the local and the junkies This city life is one big pain But you, you had to move to the city Into the city where it all began Chorus Oh right to the city with the real nitty gritty Aw, child isn't it a pity Sometimes it gets too shitty Come on and hit me | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsC# D#m |