Fast Car - [Synthpop]

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  • Cover of Fast Car - Tracy Chapman
    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 somethin',
    Me, myself, I got nothing to prove.
    You got a fast car,
    I got a plan to get us outta here.
    Been working at the convenience store,
    Managed to save just a little bit of money.
    Won't have to drive too far,
    Just across 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 workin',
    His body's too young to look like this.
    When mama went off and left him,
    She wanted more from life than he could give,
    I said, "Somebody's gotta take care of him",
    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.
    So I remember when we were drivin', drivin' in your car
    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,
    I had a feelin' I could be someone,
    Be someone, be someone.
    You got a fast car,
    We go cruisin', 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,
    And we'll move out of the shelter,
    Buy a bigger house and live in the suburbs.
    So I remember when we were drivin', drivin' in your car,
    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,
    I had a feelin' 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 drinkin' 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'd find it.
    You got no plans, ain't going nowhere,
    So take your fast car and keep on drivin'.
    So I remember when we were drivin', drivin' in your car,
    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.
    I had a feelin' I could be someone,
    Be someone, be someone.
    You got a fast car,
    Is it fast enough so you can fly away?
    You gotta make a decision,
    Leave tonight or live and die this way.
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