Tracy Chapman — Fast Car

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
I got a plan to get us out of here
I've 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 fin'lly see what it means to be living

See my old man's got a problem
He lives with the bottle that's the way it is
He says his body's too old for working
I say his bodys too young to look like his
My mama went off and left him
She wanted more from life than he could give
I said somebodys 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
We leave tonight or live and die this way

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 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
We go cruising to entertain ourselves
You still ain't got a job
And I work in the 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 bigger house and live in the suburbs

I remember 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 a feeling that I belonged
And 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 of your kids
I'd always hoped for better
Thought maybe together you and me'd find it
I got no plans I ain't going nowhere
So take your fast car and keep on driving

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

У тебя есть быстрая машина.
Мне бы билет куда-нибудь.
Может, нам удастся договориться,
Может, вместе мы бы добрались куда-нибудь.

Куда – не важно,
Начать всё с нуля, мне нечего терять.
Может у нас всё получится,
Мне самой нечего доказывать.

У тебя есть быстрая машина,
А у меня - план, как выбраться отсюда.
Я проработала продавцом в магазине,
И мне удалось скопить немного денег.
Нам не придется ехать далеко.
Махнём через границу в ближайший городок,
Найдём работу, ты и я,
И наконец-то ощутим вкус нормальной жизни.

У моего старика проблема:
Он живёт с бутылкой в руке - вот такие дела.
Говорит, слишком стар для работы,
А я говорю, слишком молод, чтобы выглядеть, как старик.
Моя мать бросила его,
Она хотела большего от жизни.
Кто-то же должен был позаботься о нём,
Вот я и бросила школу, вот что я сделала.

У тебя есть быстрая машина.
Достаточно ли быстрая чтобы «улететь» отсюда?
Мы должны решить:
Либо мы уезжаем сегодня, либо оставляем всё, как есть.

Я помню, мы ехали в твоей машине
На такой высокой скорости, что, казалось, я пьяна.
Огни города расстилались перед нами,
И твоя рука обнимала моё плечо.
Чувствовалось, что я нужна ,
И, ка