"Fast car" is kind of a continuation of Bruce Springsteen's "Born to Run." It has all the clawing your way to a better life, but in this case the protagonist never makes it with her love; in fact she is dragged back down by him.
There is still an amazing amount of hope and will in the lyrics; and the lyrics themselve rank and easy five. If only music was stronger it would be one of those great radio songs that you hear once a week 20 years after it was released. The imagery is almost tear-jerking ("City lights lay out before us", "Speeds so fast felt like I was drunk"), and the idea of starting from nothing and just driving and working and denigrating yourself for a chance at being just above poverty, then losing in the end is just painful and inspiring at the same time.
Well, sometimes I wish we'd bought the kind
That folds out into a bed
But it ain't too bad if you lay on your side
And use the armrest for you head
Yeah, the springs are sprung and the center sags
And the stuffing is sticking out
But it's times like these, she ain't happy with me
I thank God for this old couch
Yeah, right about now, she's as P.O.'ed
As I've ever seen her be
And this pillow and blanket and a mighty dirty look
Tells me where I'm gonna sleep
I learned a long time ago, don't say nothing
And soon, she'll simmer down
And with a little bit of luck, we'll kiss and make up
Sitting right here on this old couch
Yeah, this old couch is a pretty safe place
While she blows off a little steam
Well, she's mad as hell but that's alright
She ain't getting rid of me
'Cause there ain't no quitting, just forgiving and forgetting
That's what love's about
And we both know, I'll never go no further
Than this old couch
It might take five minutes or take five days
It really all depends
On how long it takes for the begging and the pleading
To finally start soaking in
Yeah, and one of these days, I'm gonna learn
Not to stick my big foot in my big mouth
Yeah, and maybe then I won't have to spend
So much time alone, yeah, right
Yeah, this old couch is a pretty safe place
While she blows off a little steam
Well, she's mad as hell but that's alright
She ain't getting rid of me
'Cause there ain't no quitting, just forgiving and forgetting
Yeah, that's what love's about
Yeah, and we both know, I'll never go no further
Than this old couch, yeah, this old couch
Yeah, one potato, two potato, three potato, four potato
I'm a couch potato
"Hey honey, you still mad?
I'm sorry, a lot"
That folds out into a bed
But it ain't too bad if you lay on your side
And use the armrest for you head
Yeah, the springs are sprung and the center sags
And the stuffing is sticking out
But it's times like these, she ain't happy with me
I thank God for this old couch
Yeah, right about now, she's as P.O.'ed
As I've ever seen her be
And this pillow and blanket and a mighty dirty look
Tells me where I'm gonna sleep
I learned a long time ago, don't say nothing
And soon, she'll simmer down
And with a little bit of luck, we'll kiss and make up
Sitting right here on this old couch
Yeah, this old couch is a pretty safe place
While she blows off a little steam
Well, she's mad as hell but that's alright
She ain't getting rid of me
'Cause there ain't no quitting, just forgiving and forgetting
That's what love's about
And we both know, I'll never go no further
Than this old couch
It might take five minutes or take five days
It really all depends
On how long it takes for the begging and the pleading
To finally start soaking in
Yeah, and one of these days, I'm gonna learn
Not to stick my big foot in my big mouth
Yeah, and maybe then I won't have to spend
So much time alone, yeah, right
Yeah, this old couch is a pretty safe place
While she blows off a little steam
Well, she's mad as hell but that's alright
She ain't getting rid of me
'Cause there ain't no quitting, just forgiving and forgetting
Yeah, that's what love's about
Yeah, and we both know, I'll never go no further
Than this old couch, yeah, this old couch
Yeah, one potato, two potato, three potato, four potato
I'm a couch potato
"Hey honey, you still mad?
I'm sorry, a lot"
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This Old Couch Lyrics as written by Ricky Scruggs Aaron Tippin
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