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

Any place 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 outta here

I been working at the convenience store

Managed to save just a little bit of money

Won’t have to drive too far

Just 'cross the border and into the city

You and I can both get jobs

Finally see what it means to be living

See my old man’s got a problem

He lives with a bottle, that’s the way it is

He says his body’s too old for working

His body’s too young to look like his

When momma went off and left him

She wanted more from life than he could give

I said "Somebody’s gotta to take care of him"

So I quit school, and that’s what I did

You got a fast car

Is it fast enough so we can fly away?

We gotta make a decision

Leave tonight, or live and die this way

I remember when we were driving driving in your car

Speed so fast it felt like I was drunk

City lights lay out before us

And your arms felt nice wrapped around my shoulder

And I-I had a feeling that I belonged

I-I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone

You got a fast car

We go cruising, entertain ourselves

You still ain’t got a job

And I work in the 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 bigger house and live in the suburbs

So I remember when we were driving driving in your car

Speed so fast it felt like I was drunk

City lights lay out before us

And your arms felt nice wrapped around my shoulder

And I-I had a feeling that I belonged

I-I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone

You got a fast car

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 your kids

I’d always hoped for better

Thought maybe together you and me'd find it

I got no plans, I ain’t going nowhere

So take your fast car and keep on driving

So I remember when we were driving driving in your car

Speed so fast it felt like I was drunk

City lights lay out before us

And your arms felt nice wrapped around my shoulder

And I-I had a feeling that I belonged

I-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

• Artist:Tobtok
• Album:cy Chapman (1988)