"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.
I need someone's hand to lead me through the night
I need someone's arms to hold and squeeze me tight
Now when the night begins I'm at an end
Because I need your love so bad.
I need some lips to feel next to mine
I need someone to stand up and tell me when I'm lyin'
And when the lights are low and it's time to go
That's when I need your love so bad.
So why don't you give it up and bring it home to me
Or write it on a piece of paper baby, so it can be read to me
Tell me that you love me, and stop driving me mad
Oh because I, I need your love so bad.
I need your soft voice, to talk to me at night
I don't want you to worry baby,
I know we can make everything alright
Listen to my plea, baby, bring it to me
Because I need your love so bad.
I need someone's arms to hold and squeeze me tight
Now when the night begins I'm at an end
Because I need your love so bad.
I need some lips to feel next to mine
I need someone to stand up and tell me when I'm lyin'
And when the lights are low and it's time to go
That's when I need your love so bad.
So why don't you give it up and bring it home to me
Or write it on a piece of paper baby, so it can be read to me
Tell me that you love me, and stop driving me mad
Oh because I, I need your love so bad.
I need your soft voice, to talk to me at night
I don't want you to worry baby,
I know we can make everything alright
Listen to my plea, baby, bring it to me
Because I need your love so bad.
Lyrics submitted by sillybunny
Need Your Love So Bad Lyrics as written by John Jr. Mertis
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