Tracy Chapman.

You got a fast car,
I want a ticket to anywhere,
Maybe we can 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've got nothing to prove.

You got a fast car,
I got a plan to get us outta here,
Been working at a convenience store,
Managed to save just a little bit of money
We won't have to drive too far,
Just across the border and into the city,
You and I can both get jobs,
And finally see what it means to be living.

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.

So I remember when we were driving,
Driving in your car,
Speeds so fast I felt like I was drunk,
City lights lay out before us,
And your arm felt nice wrapped around my shoulder,
And I had a feeling that I belonged,
And I had a feeling I could be someone.

You got a fast car,
We go cruising to entertain ourselves,
I'd always hoped for better,
Thought maybe together, you and me'd find it,
I got no plans, I ain't going nowhere.