Living for the City Songtext
von Bonnie Tyler

A boy is born in hard time Mississippi
Surrounded by four walls that ain′t so pretty
His parents give him love and affection
To keep him strong, moving in the right direction

Living just enough
Just enough
For the city

The father works, some days for fourteen hours
You better believe he hardly earns a dollar
His mother goes to scrub the floors for many
You'd best believe she hardly gets a penny

Living just enough
Just enough
For the city

Na, na, na, na

His sister′s black, but she is sure enough pretty
Her skirt is short, but oh, her legs are sturdy
To walk to school, she has to get up early
Her clothes are old, but never are they dirty


Living just enough
Just enough
For the city

Her brother's smart, he's got more sense than many
His patience long, but soon he won′t have any
′Cause find a job is like a haystack needle
'Cause where he likes, they don′t use coloured people

Living just enough
Just enough
For the city
Living just enough
Just enough
For the city

Na, na, na, na


Living just enough (for the city)
Living for the city
Just enough for the city
Living just enough (for the city)
Living for the city
Just enough for the city
Living just enough (for the city)
Living for the city
Just enough for the city
Living just enough (for the city)
Living for the city
Just enough for the city

Na, na, na, na