"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.
The party is ending at 2 a.m.
So whatever you must do
Do it now!
Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here
Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here
(This is)
Thirsty, baby bring it over here
(A Missy Exclusive)
Thirsty, baby bring it over here
See my money maker, feel my money maker
(Crazy baby)
See my money maker, feel my money maker
(Serious man)
[Line played backwards]
[Line played backwards]
M-I-S-E, Missy be a freak
Sex so good I can freak you in my sleep
Ice on my sleeve I can make a room freeze
Pockets more bigger than a stripper booty cheeks
Dudes weak when they look at my physique
French on my feet cost a buck fifty
I don't swing from a pole, Missy swing from a tree
I'm Muhammad Ali 'cause I can sting like a bee
Whatchu know about that? So cute and fat
Let him hit it once and watch the dude come back
Cause the back so stacked it's like sittin' on a jack
Missy be the mack, that's a true fact
Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here
Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here
Thirsty, baby bring it over here
Thirsty, baby bring it over here
(Whatchu know about that?)
See my money maker, feel my money maker
See my money maker, feel my money maker
[Line played backwards]
[Line played backwards]
(I like this!)
Big things pop, little things stop
If you talk a lot in your mouth you get socked
Miss don't flop 'cause I only get the props
House on the water, Aston Martin in the lot
Look at my watch, cost a whole lot
So iced out you can't see it tick-tock
Yeah, I'm so hot and I can't be topped
Artists drop down like Michael Jackson socks
Got the game locked, make your body rock
If Missy ain't on it then ya song don't knock
You might get mopped like a floor so don't walk
You don't need to spit unless you live what you talk
(Let's go!)
Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here
Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here
Thirsty, baby bring it over here
Thirsty, baby bring it over here
(Whatchu know about that?)
See my money maker, feel my money maker
See my money maker, feel my money maker
(Serious man)
[Line played backwards]
[Line played backwards]
Missy switch it up, do ya damn thang
Just like a chain, groupies wanna hang
Talk that slang, gon' head and let it bang
Make the hair stand like the hair on Don King
Boom, boom, shing, I shine like bling, bling
Call me a queen, mean chicks stay in ya lane
My flow so mean, if you know what I mean
So fresh and clean, you can call me Irish Spring
Whatchu know about that? Talk like ex-lax
If ya game wack then you ain't sayin' jack
Just like that, ya, ya, to get axed
Cause I got more hits than you can get out of a bat
Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here
Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here
(Crazy)
Thirsty, baby bring it over here
Thirsty, baby bring it over here
(New Missy baby)
See my money maker, feel my money maker
See my money maker, feel my money maker
[Line played backwards]
[Line played backwards]
This is serious man
Whatchu know about that?
Whatchu know about that?
Whatchu know about that?
Now whatchu know about that?
So whatever you must do
Do it now!
Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here
Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here
(This is)
Thirsty, baby bring it over here
(A Missy Exclusive)
Thirsty, baby bring it over here
See my money maker, feel my money maker
(Crazy baby)
See my money maker, feel my money maker
(Serious man)
[Line played backwards]
[Line played backwards]
M-I-S-E, Missy be a freak
Sex so good I can freak you in my sleep
Ice on my sleeve I can make a room freeze
Pockets more bigger than a stripper booty cheeks
Dudes weak when they look at my physique
French on my feet cost a buck fifty
I don't swing from a pole, Missy swing from a tree
I'm Muhammad Ali 'cause I can sting like a bee
Whatchu know about that? So cute and fat
Let him hit it once and watch the dude come back
Cause the back so stacked it's like sittin' on a jack
Missy be the mack, that's a true fact
Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here
Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here
Thirsty, baby bring it over here
Thirsty, baby bring it over here
(Whatchu know about that?)
See my money maker, feel my money maker
See my money maker, feel my money maker
[Line played backwards]
[Line played backwards]
(I like this!)
Big things pop, little things stop
If you talk a lot in your mouth you get socked
Miss don't flop 'cause I only get the props
House on the water, Aston Martin in the lot
Look at my watch, cost a whole lot
So iced out you can't see it tick-tock
Yeah, I'm so hot and I can't be topped
Artists drop down like Michael Jackson socks
Got the game locked, make your body rock
If Missy ain't on it then ya song don't knock
You might get mopped like a floor so don't walk
You don't need to spit unless you live what you talk
(Let's go!)
Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here
Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here
Thirsty, baby bring it over here
Thirsty, baby bring it over here
(Whatchu know about that?)
See my money maker, feel my money maker
See my money maker, feel my money maker
(Serious man)
[Line played backwards]
[Line played backwards]
Missy switch it up, do ya damn thang
Just like a chain, groupies wanna hang
Talk that slang, gon' head and let it bang
Make the hair stand like the hair on Don King
Boom, boom, shing, I shine like bling, bling
Call me a queen, mean chicks stay in ya lane
My flow so mean, if you know what I mean
So fresh and clean, you can call me Irish Spring
Whatchu know about that? Talk like ex-lax
If ya game wack then you ain't sayin' jack
Just like that, ya, ya, to get axed
Cause I got more hits than you can get out of a bat
Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here
Ching-ching, gettin' paid over here
(Crazy)
Thirsty, baby bring it over here
Thirsty, baby bring it over here
(New Missy baby)
See my money maker, feel my money maker
See my money maker, feel my money maker
[Line played backwards]
[Line played backwards]
This is serious man
Whatchu know about that?
Whatchu know about that?
Whatchu know about that?
Now whatchu know about that?
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Ching-A-Ling Lyrics as written by Melissa Elliott Shawn Campbell
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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