"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.
No muscle man, no candy cane
No pack of sexy starving wolves
No money talking, moonlight walking
Lady shocking, big crow cocking
Those ladybugs can go to blazes
Here and there go pretty faces
All of this don't mess my stuffing
Only one thing got me huffing
I'm jealous of your cigarette
And all the things you do with it
I'm jealous of your cigarette
And the pleasure that you get from it
And not me
All this time your talking no
No king, no prince with gold ring pinky
I suggest that we do something kinky
No pilot flying private plane
To smooch you on the hills of Spain
No catapult to all night kisses
That old thing just always misses
All of this don't mess my stuffing
Only one thing got me huffing
I'm jealous of your cigarette
And all the things you do with it
I'm jealous of your cigarette
And how you want to suck on it
And not me
All this time your talking no
All this time your talking no
I'm jealous of your cigarette
I'm jealous of your cigarette
I'm jealous of your cigarette
I'm jealous of your cigarette
I'm jealous of your cigarette
I'm jealous of your cigarette
I'm jealous of your cigarette
I'm jealous of your cigarette
I'm jealous of your cigarette
I'm jealous of your cigarette
No pack of sexy starving wolves
No money talking, moonlight walking
Lady shocking, big crow cocking
Those ladybugs can go to blazes
Here and there go pretty faces
All of this don't mess my stuffing
Only one thing got me huffing
I'm jealous of your cigarette
And all the things you do with it
I'm jealous of your cigarette
And the pleasure that you get from it
And not me
All this time your talking no
No king, no prince with gold ring pinky
I suggest that we do something kinky
No pilot flying private plane
To smooch you on the hills of Spain
No catapult to all night kisses
That old thing just always misses
All of this don't mess my stuffing
Only one thing got me huffing
I'm jealous of your cigarette
And all the things you do with it
I'm jealous of your cigarette
And how you want to suck on it
And not me
All this time your talking no
All this time your talking no
I'm jealous of your cigarette
I'm jealous of your cigarette
I'm jealous of your cigarette
I'm jealous of your cigarette
I'm jealous of your cigarette
I'm jealous of your cigarette
I'm jealous of your cigarette
I'm jealous of your cigarette
I'm jealous of your cigarette
I'm jealous of your cigarette
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Jealous Of Your Cigarette Lyrics as written by Hawksley Workman
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sounds like this guy is still bitter about some relationship, and he hates that she doesn't like him anymore and so... he's "jealous of your cigarette And the pleasure that you get from it And not me"