you get off work fast and walk fast from the shopping centre

to your car and drive fast down the new highway

and the etag on your windshield beeps fast as you speed

under the fluoro lights that flicker fast in the new tunnel

that they built fast just so that you could get off work fast

and drive fast to my house which was built so fast that

you can’t even see it on google earth yet and we kiss fast before I get into

the passenger side of your fast car and grip onto the door handle while

you drive fast down winding backroads and I watch

your headlights flickering fast on the dark trees before we pull into

the new maccas drive-thru and order our meals fast like we’re scared

they’re going to run out of chips and we have another fast kiss

before I rub your leg and our fast food comes

and we listen to a fast pop song as we cruise through the main strip

where all the kids my brother goes to school with are growing up too fast

lining up for the only nightclub left since the other one burned down fast last summer

and they’ll be grinding on each other fast while the music blares down on them

making them wish they could be done school fast so they can go to tafe and get

a job and spend all their money fast on clubs and maccas and new tunnels for you to

      drive in