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. 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 credit 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. You gotta move you gotta move. Ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma. 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 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. You gotta move you gotta move. Ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma ma. 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