Fast Car — Tracy Chapman

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 something
Me, myself, I got nothing to prove

You got a fast car
I got a plan to get us out of here
Been working at a 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

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

You see, my old man’s got a problem
He lives 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

So I remember when we were driving, driving in your car
Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk
City lights laid out before us and
Your arm felt nice wrapped around my shoulder
And I had a feeling that I belonged
And I had a feeling that I could be someone
Had a feeling that I could 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 bigger house and live in the suburbs

So I remember when we were driving, driving in your car
Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk
City lights laid out before us and
Your arm felt nice wrapped around my shoulder
And I had a feeling that I belonged
And I had a feeling that I could be someone
Had a feeling that I could 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 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, I felt like I was drunk
City lights laid out before us and
Your arm felt nice wrapped around my shoulder
And I had a feeling that I belonged
And I had a feeling that I could be someone
Had a feeling that I could 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

Jonathan Archer
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Jonathan Archer is an editorial contributor to Lee Legal. He is currently pursuing a degree in international relations and lives in Alexandria, Virginia.