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Fast Car Lyrics - The House Rules - Christian Kane

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 

And I got a plan to get us out of here 

I been working at a convenience store 

Managed to save just a little bit of money 

 

And we 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 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 

His body's too young to look like his 

 

My mama went off and left him 

She wanted more than 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 

Is it fast enough so we can fly away? 

We gotta make a decision 

Leave tonight or live and die this way 

 

'Cause I remember we were driving 

Driving in your car 

The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk 

And the city lights lay out before us 

 

And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder 

And I had a feeling that I belonged 

And I had a feeling I could be someone 

Be someone, be someone 

 

Oh, you got a fast car 

We go cruising to entertain ourselves 

You still ain't got a job 

And I work in a 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 big house and live in the suburbs 

 

And I remember we were driving 

Driving in your car 

The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk 

And the city lights lay out before us 

 

And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder 

And I had a feeling that I belonged 

And I had a 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, me and you would find it 

I got no plans I ain't going nowhere 

So take your fast car and keep on driving 

 

I remember we were driving 

Driving in your car 

The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk 

And the city lights lay out before us 

 

And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder 

And I had a feeling that I belonged 

And I had a feeling I could be someone 

Be someone, be someone 

 

Oh, 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 

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