OPM - MYMP
You`ve got a fast car
I want a ticket to anywhere
Maybe we can 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`ve got
nothing to prove
You`ve got a fast car
I`ve got a plan
to get us out of here
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
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
I quit school and
that`s what I did.
You`ve 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 remember when
we were driving,
driving 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 the feeling
that I belong
And I had a feeling
I could be someone,
be someone, be someone
You`ve got a fast car
And we go cruising
entertain ourselves,
You still ain`t got a job
Now I work in the market
as a checkout boy
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 remember when
we were driving,
driving 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 the feeling
that I belong
And I had a feeling
I could be someone,
be someone, be someone
You`ve got a fast car
And I`ve 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
maybe together you and me
would find it
I got no plans and
I ain`t going nowhere
So take your fast car
and keep on driving
So remember when
we were driving,
driving 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 the feeling
that I belong
And I had a feeling
I could be someone,
be someone, be someone
You`ve got a fast car
Is it fast enough so
you can fly away?
We gotta make a decision
we leave tonight or
live and die this way
Friday, November 30, 2007
Fast Car
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6:58 PM
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