Tracy Chapman
C, D, Em, G
One, two, three, go.
Mm, you got a fast car.
I want a ticket to anywhere.
Maybe we'll 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.
Mm
See my old man's got a problem. He lives with a bottle that's the way it is, say
his body's too old for working. His body's too young to look like this. 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, that's what I did.
No, you got a fast car, is it fast enough so we can fly away?
We gotta make a decision, leave tonight or live in there this way.
Yeah, so remember when we were driving, driving in your car,
Speed so fast, I thought like I was drunk
City lights laid out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder
And I had a feeling that I belong
I had a feeling I could be someone
Be someone, be someone
Mm
You got a fast car
We go cruisin', entertain ourselves, still ain't got a job
And I work wagon as a checkout girl, I know things will get better
You find work and I'll get promoted and move out of the shelter
Move in the suburbs, then live in the suburbs
So remember when we were drivin', drivin' in your car
Speed so fast I felt like I was drunk
City lights laid out before us
with your arms and plants laying on my shoulder and I had a feeling that I belong, I had a
feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone.