Thursday, June 4, 2009

You make me feel so real

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

But me myself I got nothing to prove

You got a fast car

And I got a plan to get us out of here

I been working at the convenience store

Managed to save

just a little bit of money

We won't have to drive too far

Just across the border and into the city

You and I can both get jobs

And finally see what it means to be living

You 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

So I remember when 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 around my shoulder

And I had a feeling that I belonged

And I had feeling I could 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

So I remember when 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 around my shoulder

And I had a feeling that I belonged

And I had 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

So I remember when 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 around my shoulder

And I had a feeling that I belonged

And I had 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

Leave tonight or live and die this way

3:45 a.m. - 2003-07-11

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