"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.
(Whiskey and cigarettes)
Hey! Hey!
I'm not a bad girl, you're just a prude
you're a little bitch, and I'm straight-up rude
I keep it blunt while you beat around the bush,
you like to hug and baby boy I like to push.
You don't have to like 'cause I don't like you
You're too beige and I need black and blue
I want it black and blue!
I want a boy that tastes like whiskey and cigarettes,
so who's it gonna be, who's gonna be next?
He strokes my kitty cat just like it's his pet, row!
That's how I get the boys, I get 'em obsessed
So who's next? Who's next? Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Who's next? Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh.
On a whiskey diet, only happy when I'm starvin'
Vicodin's are my vitamins, slutty when I'm lethargin'
Black rainbows are our halos, bustin' faces with our elbows
Trainwrecks got you comin', kid I know I got you barkin'
You don't have to like 'cause I don't like you
You're too beige and I need black and blue
I want it black and blue!
I want a boy that tastes like whiskey and cigarettes,
so who's it gonna be, who's gonna be next?
He strokes my kitty cat just like it's his pet, row!
That's how I get the boys, I get 'em obsessed
So who's next? Who's next? Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Who's next? Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh.
Word on the street is I'm out of control
But that's 'cause I am 'cause I'm totally rock and roll!
(Whiskey and cigarettes)
Totally rock and roll, hey, hey
(Whiskey and cigarettes)
Totally rock and roll, hey, hey
I want a boy that tastes like whiskey and cigarettes,
so who's it gonna be, who's gonna be next?
He strokes my kitty cat just like it's his pet, row!
That's how I get the boys, I get 'em obsessed
I want a boy that tastes like whiskey and cigarettes,
so who's it gonna be, who's gonna be next?
He strokes my kitty cat just like it's his pet, row!
That's how I get the boys, I get 'em obsessed
So who's next? Who's next? Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Who's next? Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Who's next? Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Who's next? Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh.
Hey! Hey!
I'm not a bad girl, you're just a prude
you're a little bitch, and I'm straight-up rude
I keep it blunt while you beat around the bush,
you like to hug and baby boy I like to push.
You don't have to like 'cause I don't like you
You're too beige and I need black and blue
I want it black and blue!
I want a boy that tastes like whiskey and cigarettes,
so who's it gonna be, who's gonna be next?
He strokes my kitty cat just like it's his pet, row!
That's how I get the boys, I get 'em obsessed
So who's next? Who's next? Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Who's next? Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh.
On a whiskey diet, only happy when I'm starvin'
Vicodin's are my vitamins, slutty when I'm lethargin'
Black rainbows are our halos, bustin' faces with our elbows
Trainwrecks got you comin', kid I know I got you barkin'
You don't have to like 'cause I don't like you
You're too beige and I need black and blue
I want it black and blue!
I want a boy that tastes like whiskey and cigarettes,
so who's it gonna be, who's gonna be next?
He strokes my kitty cat just like it's his pet, row!
That's how I get the boys, I get 'em obsessed
So who's next? Who's next? Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Who's next? Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh.
Word on the street is I'm out of control
But that's 'cause I am 'cause I'm totally rock and roll!
(Whiskey and cigarettes)
Totally rock and roll, hey, hey
(Whiskey and cigarettes)
Totally rock and roll, hey, hey
I want a boy that tastes like whiskey and cigarettes,
so who's it gonna be, who's gonna be next?
He strokes my kitty cat just like it's his pet, row!
That's how I get the boys, I get 'em obsessed
I want a boy that tastes like whiskey and cigarettes,
so who's it gonna be, who's gonna be next?
He strokes my kitty cat just like it's his pet, row!
That's how I get the boys, I get 'em obsessed
So who's next? Who's next? Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Who's next? Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Who's next? Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Who's next? Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh.
Lyrics submitted by fawnsnow
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"I'm not a bad girl, you're just a prude" Strangers or those she's associated with might make the assumption she's obscene or vulgar, although she's more than that in reality, like most people are. "you're a little bitch, and I'm straight-up rude" Taking notes on the vast differences between her and someone opposing her. She keeps things as they are and doesn't let complication interfere with her decisions. "I keep it blunt while you beat around the bush, you like to hug and baby boy I like to push." She's forceful and to the point, as this other person is softer and maybe a little ass-kisser.
"You don't have to like 'cause I don't like you" (Favorite lyric, ahhh!) This line is pretty self explanatory. She deems it fair for this stranger to dislike her on the grounds that she doesn't like them either. For her, it seems fitting that those she hates, hate her in return. "You're too beige and I need black and blue I want it black and blue!" Black and blue like nasty bruise, full of expression (Even if negative) and failing to blend into the social norms she's confronted with. (Beige meaning she doesn't agree with this new life she's placed into, and it doesn't agree with her, either)
"I want a boy that tastes like whiskey and cigarettes, so who's it gonna be, who's gonna be next?" She wants a partner that doesn't fit the norm just like her, one that bends rules as far as they can be pushed because that's how she rolls. "He strokes my kitty cat just like it's his pet, row!" Not gonna lie, definitely a sexual innuendo. Kitty cat = pussy, AKA Vagina. Isn't afraid to get his hands dirty (;
"That's how I get the boys, I get 'em obsessed" She might be excessively flirtatious and suggestive, because it makes boys interested in her appeal. For her, toying with the opposite sex comes naturally to her because it's just so easy. "So who's next? Who's next? Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Who's next? Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh." Who's her next victim she gets to feed on until she's bored.
"On a whiskey diet, only happy when I'm starvin'" She's living off alcohol on an empty stomach, not necessarily implying an eating disorder is present, but idk anything's possible(?) "Vicodin's are my vitamins, slutty when I'm lethargin'" Vicodin being a depressant clinically used to treat severe pain, is an opiate etc. She's addicted to Vicodin to a degree, and likes to be lethargic because it gets her maybe more male attention (Which she personally finds exciting) "Black rainbows are our halos, bustin' faces with our elbows" PB still remaining to be a busted, yet badass chick off the streets of Detroit. She knows how to protect herself if need be, and remains the Queen of the streets. "Trainwrecks got you comin', kid I know I got you barkin'" Possibly another sexual implication...Trainwrecks now being her petname for her fanbase (I'm a Trainwreck, woo) But I think at the time of her PATT days, Trainwreck was something she referred to herself as being. She was off the rails, and didn't conform like she was expected to.
"Word on the street is I'm out of control" Probably much like a rumor at school, she gets word of being labelled out of control or unstable, which she herself agrees to being. "But that's 'cause I am, 'cause I'm totally rock and roll!" She loves the lifestyle she's adopted through Rock influence and the 'give no shits' life. (Whiskey and cigarettes) - Echo from the chorus Totally rock and roll, hey, hey (Whiskey and cigarettes) Totally rock and roll, hey, hey