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(, Tracy L Chapman)
Intro: D A F#m7 EIntro: D A F#m7 E D A F#m7 E You got a fast car, I want a ticket to anywhere D A F#m7 E Maybe we make a deal,Maybe together we can get somewhere D A F#m7 E Anyplace is better, Starting from zero got nothing to lose D A F#m7 E Maybe we'll make something, But me myself I got nothing to prove D A F#m7 E D A F#m7 E You got a fast car, And I got a plan to get us out of here D A F#m7 E I been working at the convenience store, Managed to save just a little bit of money D A F#m7 E We won't have to drive too far, Just 'cross the border and into the city D A F#m7 E You and I can both get jobs, And finally see what it means to be living D A F#m7 E D A F#m7 E You see my old man's got a problem, He live with the bottle that's the way it is D A F#m7 E He says his body's too old for working, I say his body's too young to look like his D A F#m7 E My mama went off and left him, She wanted more from life than he could give D A F#m7 E I said somebody's got to take care of him, So I quit school and that's what I did D A F#m7 E D A F#m7 E You got a fast car, But is it fast enough so we can fly away D A F#m7 E We gotta make a decision, We leave tonight or live and die this way D A F#m7 E D9 I remember we were driving driving in your car A The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk F#m City lights lay out before us E And your arm felt nice wrapped'round my shoulder D F#m E And I had a feeling that I belonged D F#m E D E And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone D A F#m7 E D A F#m7 E You got a fast car, And we go cruising to entertain ourselves D A F#m7 E You still ain't got a job, And I work in a market as a checkout girl D A F#m7 E I know things will get better, You'll find work and I'll get promoted D A F#m7 E We'll move out of the shelter, Buy a big house and live in the suburbs D A F#m7 E D9 I remember we were driving driving in your car A The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk F#m City lights lay out before us E And your arm felt nice wrapped'round my shoulder D F#m E And I had a feeling that I belonged D F#m E D E And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone D A F#m7 E D A F#m7 E You got a fast car, And I got a job that pays all our bills D A F#m7 E You stay out drinking late at the bar, See more of your friends than you do of your kids D A F#m7 E I'd always hoped for better, Thought maybe together you and me would find it D A F#m7 E I got no plans I ain't going nowhere, So take your fast car and keep on driving D A F#m7 E D9 I remember we were driving driving in your car A The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk F#m City lights lay out before us E And your arm felt nice wrapped'round my shoulder D F#m E And I had a feeling that I belonged D F#m E D E And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone D A F#m7 E D A F#m7 E You got a fast car, But is it fast enough so you can fly away D A F#m7 E You gotta make a decision, You leave tonight or live and die this way D A F#m7 Eocultar pestañae-----------0----0----------|5------4----4-------- B-------------------------- |--------------------- G-- --6-7-6-----------------|--------------------- D-- --7-----7----------7----|7------7--------7---- A---------------------------|--------------------- E---------------------------|--------------------- e-----------0----0----------|5--7--5--4--5--4----- B-- ------------------------|--------------------- G--- -6-7-6-----------------|--------------------- D---- 7-----7----------7----|--------------------- A---------------------------|--------------------- E---------------------------|---------------------
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