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John Cafferty - C-I-T-Y lyrics
On the south side of Detroit City, I'm working all night on the line, Under black smokestacks, Building Cadillac Jack, Not one of them will ever be mine, But i'm gonna make it out of the city, Got an American dream that's true, I want a big red car and a big white house, And a blue eyed girl like you, (Chorus) And you could spend all of my money, honey, Na, na, na, na, your man has come, It's alright, Livin in the C-I-T-Y, Talkin' hard times in the city, Livin in the C-I-T-Y, And life here ain't no dream, Livin in the C-I-T-Y, Walkin hard lines in the city, Livin in the C-I-T-Y, Do you know what I mean? Times are tough in the motor city, Where the bright lights used to shine, I got two rooms lookin down a one way street, Startin out on a dead end sign, Little girl I'm gonna be somebody, If it's the last thing I ever do, Buy the prettiest things good money can bring, Ain't nothin I won't do for you, (Chorus) |
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