Tracy Chapman - Fast Car

You got a fast car
I want a ticket to anywhere
Maybe we make a deal
Maybe together we can get somewhere
Anyplace is better
Starting from zero got nothing to lose
Maybe we'll make something
me myself I got nothing to prove

You got a fast car
I got a plan to get us out of here
I been working at the
convenience store
Managed to save just
just a little bit of money
we won't have to drive too far
Just cross the border and
into the city
You and I can both get jobs
And finally see what it
means to be living

see my old man's
got a problem
He live with the bottle
that's the way it is He says
his body's too old for working
I say his body's too young
to look like his
My mama went off and left him
She wanted more from life than
he could give I said
somebody's got to take care of him
So I quit school and that's
what I did

You got a fast car
But is it fast enough
so we can fly away
We gotta make a decision
We leave tonight or
live and die this way

I remember we were
driving driving in your car
The speed so fast I felt
like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped
round my shoulder
And I had a feeling that I belonged
And I had a feeling I could be someone be
be someone be someone be someone

You got a fast car
And we go cruising to
entertain ourselves
You still ain't got a job
And I work in a market as a
checkout girl
I know things will get better
You'll find work and I'll
get promoted
We'll move out of the shelter
Buy a big house and live
in the suburbs

I remember we were
driving driving in your car
The speed so fast I felt
like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped
round my shoulder
And I had a feeling that I belonged
And I had a feeling I could
be someone be someone be someone

You got a fast car
And I got a job that pays
all our bills
You stay out drinking late at the bar
See more of your friends
than you do of your kids
I'd always hoped for better
Thought maybe together
you and me would find it
I got no plans I ain't going nowhere
So take your fast car and
keep on driving

suburbs I remember we were
driving driving in your car
The speed so fast I felt
like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped
round my shoulder
And I had a feeling that I belonged
And I had a feeling I could
be someone be someone be someone

You got a fast car
But is it fast enough
so you can fly away
You gotta make a decision
You leave tonight or live and
die this way

Tracy Chapman - Fast Car

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