"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.
Hello baby,
You’re beautiful?I love you?
What’s your name?
Bitch, you make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch
U make a Ninja wanna fuck ?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck ?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck?
You know what I’m sayin' , uh
I don't give a fuck, I'm an animal
Smile for the camera, though grab my balls
Backstage, just boobs and ass galore
I feel like a kid in a mother-fucken' candy store
Fancy ho
Flippin' asses, arses, slinging them backstage passes
Clink! Them champagne glasses
I'm living' in a man's world
It's been cool foolin' with the fan girls
Pick one, slang em' with the chit chat
Let me see where this mother-fuckin' shit's at
You got a boyfriend? Don't worry I won't tell
Let's fuck off to a five star hotel
Swear to God; chicks dig big dicks
Sip n'then go go to room 666, Bitch!
Bitch, you make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch
U make a Ninja wanna fuck ?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck ?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck?
You know what I’m sayin' , uh
We keep gangsta
Put ya fuckin' hands up
Rollin' in a matte black - Subaru !
DVD playing' on my dashboard, pumping freaky porn
Vodka in my OJ keep me warm
Mal laugh starts while the party in the ghetto
Don't fuck with me, they'll find your body in a meadow.
Got friends in low places, dark friends with flou faces
The dark sneaks with no laces
Think I'm just a mother-fucken bad boy
The lucky thing, girls know what I was thinking about
Typical girls don't start
You look real cute with my dick in your mouth, Bitch!
U make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch
U make a Ninja wanna fuck ?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck ?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck?
You know what I’m sayin' , uh
Mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my, mark my, mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my, mark my, mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my, mark my, mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my chest
I think we're alone now
There doesn't seem to be anyone around
So bump that big bootie, get to blaze
Set up them sweet boobies in my face
What you looking at? Told me was weird
Fuck k k that thing on my dick
Uh, s'about that time honey
It's not much longer, but your slimin' it
Schweet... Uh, say my name bitch
(Ninja, Ninja)
Zef side Ninja's got some slick
And I'm so good 'cause my dick so big
Mother fucken' penis
I wanna hear this
(Ah ah ah ah )
Mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my, mark my, mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my, mark my, mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my, mark my, mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my, mark my, mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my, mark my, mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my, mark my, mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my chest
Bitch!
U make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch
U make a Ninja wanna fuck ?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck ?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck?, bitch
You’re beautiful?I love you?
What’s your name?
Bitch, you make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch
U make a Ninja wanna fuck ?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck ?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck?
You know what I’m sayin' , uh
I don't give a fuck, I'm an animal
Smile for the camera, though grab my balls
Backstage, just boobs and ass galore
I feel like a kid in a mother-fucken' candy store
Fancy ho
Flippin' asses, arses, slinging them backstage passes
Clink! Them champagne glasses
I'm living' in a man's world
It's been cool foolin' with the fan girls
Pick one, slang em' with the chit chat
Let me see where this mother-fuckin' shit's at
You got a boyfriend? Don't worry I won't tell
Let's fuck off to a five star hotel
Swear to God; chicks dig big dicks
Sip n'then go go to room 666, Bitch!
Bitch, you make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch
U make a Ninja wanna fuck ?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck ?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck?
You know what I’m sayin' , uh
We keep gangsta
Put ya fuckin' hands up
Rollin' in a matte black - Subaru !
DVD playing' on my dashboard, pumping freaky porn
Vodka in my OJ keep me warm
Mal laugh starts while the party in the ghetto
Don't fuck with me, they'll find your body in a meadow.
Got friends in low places, dark friends with flou faces
The dark sneaks with no laces
Think I'm just a mother-fucken bad boy
The lucky thing, girls know what I was thinking about
Typical girls don't start
You look real cute with my dick in your mouth, Bitch!
U make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch
U make a Ninja wanna fuck ?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck ?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck?
You know what I’m sayin' , uh
Mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my, mark my, mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my, mark my, mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my, mark my, mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my chest
I think we're alone now
There doesn't seem to be anyone around
So bump that big bootie, get to blaze
Set up them sweet boobies in my face
What you looking at? Told me was weird
Fuck k k that thing on my dick
Uh, s'about that time honey
It's not much longer, but your slimin' it
Schweet... Uh, say my name bitch
(Ninja, Ninja)
Zef side Ninja's got some slick
And I'm so good 'cause my dick so big
Mother fucken' penis
I wanna hear this
(Ah ah ah ah )
Mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my, mark my, mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my, mark my, mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my, mark my, mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my, mark my, mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my, mark my, mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my, mark my, mark my chest
Mark my chest
Mark my chest
Bitch!
U make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch
U make a Ninja wanna fuck ?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck ?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck, bitch?
U make a Ninja wanna fuck?, bitch
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U Make a Ninja Wanna F**k Lyrics as written by Justin De Nobrega Anri Visser
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