And you're lookin' real pretty There's somethin' missin' here at home It's time to get it out on your own With your mama and you papa Your family life is one big pain ! When you, you gonna move to the city ? Into the city where it all began
You gotta move, You gotta move Ma,ma,ma,ma,ma,ma,ma,ma,ma
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 With the teachers and the police This life is much too insane !
When you, you gonna move to the city ? You gotta move, You gotta move Ma,ma,ma,ma,ma,ma,ma,ma,ma Into the city where it all began Aw, child, ain't it a pity ? Where the real men get it Sometimes it gets too shitty !
You need to get a new what you please
You do what you gotta do for the money At times you end up on your knees ! 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 You gotta move, You gotta move Ma,ma,ma,ma,ma,ma,ma,ma,ma With the real nitty gritty Aw, child, ain't it a pity ? Sometimes it gets too shitty ! More from Guns N' Roses