Lyrics
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, 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,