Various Artists "Real Gone [Sheryl Crow]" |
I'm American made, but I like Chevrolet My mama taught me wrong from right I was born in the south Sometimes I have a big mouth, When I see something I don't like I gotta say it Well we've been drivin' this road For a mighty long time, Paying no mind to the signs Yeah well this neighborhood's changed It's all been rearranged We left that team somewhere behind Slow down, you're gonna crash, Baby you were screamin' It's a blast, blast, blast Look out baby got your blinders on Everybody's lookin' for a way To get real gone, real gone Real gone There's a new kid in town, He's got high painted friends Thinks he's gonna change history You think you know him so well Yeah you think he's so swell But he's just another perpetuatin' prophecy C'mon now Slow down, you're gonna crash, Baby you were screamin' It's a blast, blast, blast Look out, you've got your blinders on Everybody's lookin' for a way To get real gone Real gone Real gone Real gone Uh Well you can say what you want, But you can't say it round here, 'Cause they'll catch you and Give you a whippin' Well I believe I was right When I said you were wrong You didn't like the sound of that Now did ya? Slow down, you're gonna crash Baby you were screamin' It's a blast, blast, blast Look out, you've got your blinders on Everybody's lookin' for a way To get real gone Well here I come And I'm so not scared Got my pedal to the metal Got my hands in the air Look out, take your blinders off Everybody's lookin' for a way To get real gone Real gone Real gone Oh Real Gone Real Gone Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |