John Cafferty & The Beaver Brown Band
John Cafferty & The Beaver Brown Band - C-i-t-y lyrics
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On the South side of Detroit city I'm working all night on the line Under black smoke stacks Building Cadillacs, Jack Not one of them will ever be mine I'm gonna make it out of the city Got an American dream that's true Want a big red car and A big white house and A blue-eyed girl like you You can spend all my money, honey Na na na na, your man has come It's alright (CHORUS) I'm living in the C-I-T-Y Talking hard times in the city Living in the C-I-T-Y Life here ain't no dream Living in the C-I-T-Y Walking hard times in the city Living in the C-I-T-Y You know what I mean Times are tough in the Motor City Where the bright lights used to shine Got two rooms looking Down a one-way street Staring out at 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 There ain't nothing I won't do for you And you can spend All my money, honey Na na na na, your man has come It's alright (CHORUS) 4X to fade