Guns N’ Roses Follow

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