You pack your bags and You move to the city There's something missin' here at home You fix your hair and You look real pretty It's time to get out on your own You're always fightin' with your mama and your papa Yo' family life is one big pain When ya gonna move to the city To the city where it all began
Chorus:
You gotta move you gotta move Ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma You gotta move
You stole your mama's car And your daddy's plastic credid card You're sixteen and you can't get a job You're not goin' very far You're always ridin' 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
Chorus
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 ta do what you please You do what you gotta do for the money At times you end up on your knees I'm always buyin'with 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
Chorus
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
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You pack your bags and
You move to the city
There's something missin' here at home
You fix your hair and
You look real pretty
It's time to get out on your own
You're always fightin' with your mama and your papa
Yo' family life is one big pain
When ya gonna move to the city
To the city where it all began
Chorus:
You gotta move you gotta move
Ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma
You gotta move
You stole your mama's car
And your daddy's plastic credid card
You're sixteen and you can't get a job
You're not goin' very far
You're always ridin' 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
Chorus
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 ta do what you please
You do what you gotta do for the money
At times you end up on your knees
I'm always buyin'with 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
Chorus
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 should use that clip after every single Heathcliff!
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