Guns N' Roses

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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