My baby hates rock 'n' roll
And it broke my heart
We're taking different roads
And it breaks my heart
What hurts you bad makes you grow
Pack up my bags, gotta go
Back to the hustle and flow
Oh, back to Rat City
Oh, baby, don't call back, I want sticky
Oh, baby, don't call back
Now I'm minding my own
So leave me alone
Gi-gimme guts, gimme gritty
Back to Rat City
Now I'm a creature of night
And it breaks your heart
Down in the Lower East Side
And it breaks your heart
What hurts you bad makes you grow
Pack up my bags, gotta go
Back to the hustle and flow
Oh, back to Rat City
Oh, baby, don't call back, I want sticky
Oh, baby, don't call back
Now I'm minding my own
So leave me alone
Gi-gimme guts, gimme gritty
Back to Rat City
Punked out, this hunny bunny been punk down
And it broke your heart
My way or the highway, baby, I been punk down
It broke your heart
It's stupid 'cause it's karma and I like you around
But I swear
Oh, back to Rat City
Oh, baby, don't call back, I want sticky
Oh, baby, don't call back
Now I'm minding my own
So leave me alone
Gi-gimme guts, gimme gritty
Back to Rat City
Oh
I'm goin' back to Rat City
Oh
I'm goin' back
Oh
I'm goin' back to Rat City
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