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					Real Gone					
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					by Sheryl Crow
			
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							I'm  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 that I don't like
I gotta say it
We've been driving this road
For a long time
no mind to the signs
Well, this neighborhood's changed
It's all rearranged
We left that team somewhere behind
Slow down
You're crash
Baby you're a screaming
It's a blast, blast, blast
out babe, you've got your blinders on
Everybody's looking for a way to get gone
Real gone
gone
But there's a new cat in town
He's got high-faded friends
he's gonna change history
You think you know him so well
Yeah, you think he's so swell
But he's perpetuating prophecy
Come on now
Slow down
You're gonna crash
Baby you're a screaming
It's a blast, blast, blast
out, you've got blinders on
Everybody's looking for a way
To get real gone
gone
Real gone
Real gone
(Uh)
Well you can say what you want
But you can't say it round here
'Cause they'll you and you a whipping
Well, I I was right
When I said you were wrong
You didn't like the sound of that
Now, did you
Slow down
You're gonna crash
Baby you're a screaming
It's a blast, blast, blast
Look out, you've got your blinders on
Everybody's looking 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
out, you take blinders off
Everybody's looking for a way to get gone
Real gone
Real gone
(Uh)
gone
Real gone
							
																								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 that I don't like
I gotta say it
We've been driving this road
For a long time
no mind to the signs
Well, this neighborhood's changed
It's all rearranged
We left that team somewhere behind
Slow down
You're crash
Baby you're a screaming
It's a blast, blast, blast
out babe, you've got your blinders on
Everybody's looking for a way to get gone
Real gone
gone
But there's a new cat in town
He's got high-faded friends
he's gonna change history
You think you know him so well
Yeah, you think he's so swell
But he's perpetuating prophecy
Come on now
Slow down
You're gonna crash
Baby you're a screaming
It's a blast, blast, blast
out, you've got blinders on
Everybody's looking for a way
To get real gone
gone
Real gone
Real gone
(Uh)
Well you can say what you want
But you can't say it round here
'Cause they'll you and you a whipping
Well, I I was right
When I said you were wrong
You didn't like the sound of that
Now, did you
Slow down
You're gonna crash
Baby you're a screaming
It's a blast, blast, blast
Look out, you've got your blinders on
Everybody's looking 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
out, you take blinders off
Everybody's looking for a way to get gone
Real gone
Real gone
(Uh)
gone
Real gone
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