Monday, June 11, 2007

80's Rule, Babyyy!!!!

I'm with a coworker watching videos at work of the 80s. We've been on this 80s craze for about 2 weeks now. One of his favorite songs is from Boy George's Culture Club, and we have a blast playing it on and on and on 'cause he had this story of men back then thinking Boy George was a real woman who they thought was "hot" until realizing their "heartache" when, as truth be told, 'she' turned out to be really 'he.' Haha!

Anyway, I watched the Grindhouse last week too for the same reasons (double showing movie + blurry/static-ky reel + half-baked scripts and classic blood squirt/squeeze = total 80's genre). It was fun; I had to laugh at how the movie captured the 80s mood pretty well but also cracked up at my movie-buddies because they were a definite next generation with their "what in the hell is this?!" and "this does not make sense at all!!" looks. Hehe!

Whatever the reasons are, or why I am getting this 80s mania in my life right now, I don't really know. But the ride trekking back to that time where high school was so much fun for me is, remarkably, still quite the fun... :)


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This song came up to me while we're watching famous VH1 videos on the net. After reading the lyrics, and with no apparent connection at all, why am I now thinking about quitting work?!! >:))

Fast Car
Tracy Chapman

You got a fast car
I want a ticket to anywhere
Maybe we make a deal
Maybe together we can get somewhere
.
Any place is better
Starting from zero got nothing to lose
Maybe we'll make something
But me myself I got nothing to prove
.
You got a fast car
And I got a plan to get us out of here
I been working at the convenience store
Managed to save just a little bit of money
We won't have to drive too far
Just 'cross the border and into the city
You and I can both get jobs
And finally see what it means to be living
.
You see my old man's got a problem
He live with the bottle that's the way it is
He says his body's too old for working
I say his body's too young to look like his
My mama went off and left him
She wanted more from life than he could give
I said somebody's got to take care of him
So I quit school and that's what I did
.
You got a fast car
But is it fast enough so we can fly away
We gotta make a decision
We leave tonight or live and die this way
.
I remember we were driving driving in your car
The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder
And I had a feeling that I belonged
And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone
.
You got a fast car
And we go cruising to entertain ourselves
You still ain't got a job
And I work in a market as a checkout girl
I know things will get better
You'll find work and I'll get promoted
We'll move out of the shelter
Buy a big house and live in the suburbs
.
You got a fast car
And I got a job that pays all our bills
You stay out drinking late at the bar
See more of your friends than you do of your kids
I'd always hoped for better
Thought maybe together you and me would find it
I got no plans
I ain't going nowhere
So take your fast car and keep on driving
.
You got a fast car
But is it fast enough so you can fly away
You gotta make a decision
You leave tonight or live and die this way

1 Comments:

At 12:13 AM, Anonymous pia said...

this is my favorite song too lex..
when are you going to talk to me just even one more time before i leave?
callme.

 

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