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  • You got a fast car
    And I want a ticket to anywhere
    Maybe we make a deal
    Maybe together we can get somewhere
    Any place is better
    Startin` from zero got nothin` to lose
    Maybe we`ll make something
    Me myself I got nothin` to prove
    You got a fast car
    And I got a plan to get us out of here
    I`ve been workin` 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
    And you and I can both get jobs
    Finally see what it means to be livin`
    See my old man`s got a problem
    He live in the bottle that`s the way it is
    He said his body`s too old for working
    His body`s too young to look like his
    So Mama 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?
    Still 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 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
    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
    So I work in the 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 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 lay out before us
    And your arm felt nice wrapped
    Around my shoulder
    And I had a feeling that I belonged
    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 drinking 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 would find it
    I got no plans I ain`t goin` nowhere
    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 lay out before us
    And your arm felt nice wrapped
    Around my shoulder
    And I had a feeling that I belonged
    I had a feeling I could be someone
    Be someone be someone
    You got a fast car
    Is it fast enough so we can fly away?
    Still gotta make a decision
    Leave tonight or live and die this way