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OLD: Tracy Chapman - "Fast Car"

151062_b5_052 Lets rewind back to April 1988 when music was alot simpler; simple melodies, simple vocals and simple lyrics (maybe complex for some) Tracy Chapman's "Fast Car" is one of those songs you just KNOW, you could be 4 years old but you still just know this song. That to my ear is a simple classic!

Though this song was an instant classic from the recording booth, it really started to gain momentum after Tracy's apareance on the Nelson Mandela 70th Birthday Tribute. Immediately after the appearance, the song became a top 10 hit in the US, peaking at number 6 on the Hot 100, and a top 10 hit the UK. Have a listen below...if your like me you will have about 5. Enjoy.

You got a fast car And I want a ticket to go 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 '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 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

I remember 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 '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 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

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

You got a fast car But is it fast enough so you can fly away You gotta make a decision You leave tonight or live and die this way