Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fast Car, artist - Tracy Chapman. Album song Collection, in the genre ПопDate of issue: 16.09.2001
Record label: Elektra
Song language: English
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 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 |
| 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 arm felt nice wrapped 'round 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 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 it felt like I was drunk |
| City lights lay out before us |
| And your arm felt nice wrapped round 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 drinkin' 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 arm 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 |
| Is it fast enough so you can fly away? |
| You gotta make a decision |
| Leave tonight or live and die this way |